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Chapter 475 Chapter 475 Clara clenched her teeth. âIf Maeve is the woman you love, then why were you so kind to me? Why all the consideration? Why give me hope and make me believe you loved me?
âI was nice to you because I thought youâd benefit the Brooks Group. I was wrong to think you were just a kind, gentle woman.
Youâre more vicious than I ever imagined! You even lalled your own child!
âMaeve never provoked you, yet you opposed her relentlessly. Clara, I know your real identity! Not exposing you was the greatest mercy Iâve shown you!â
Sergioâs eyes, once warm, now held nothing but contempt. Dispust replaced any trace of affection Clara was familiar with that look. Sergio used to look at Mave the same way. But now, it was her him.
âSergio, no matter how many bad things Iâve done in the past, I truly care about you. After all, weâve spent a night together.
Please, help me, alright? I canât go back to Conner. Heâll definitely kill me!â
Tears welled up in Claraâs eyes.
Sheâd been obedient and gentle for years by Sergioâs side. He once adored her and made her his world. She thought she was his priority, but now he ruthlessly withdrew all that love.
âYou know exactly what happened that night, Sergio said with his fists clenched He regretted ever being merciful to her that night. It was a moment of weakness that cost him Maeve forever.
Maeve had never forgiven or accepted him again!
âSerglo, you used to treat me like a queen. If I said I was tired from studying, you took me out to relax even if you were busy. If I were hungry, you would have Larry bring me dine âYou introduced me to business tycoons and taught me how to navigate the world. Years Iâve stood by you, longer than Maeve!
But why are you treating me like this now?â
One by one, tears escaped Claraâs eyes like broken beads, However, Sergioâs gaze grew colder eyes turned colder at the mention of their past.
âIf it werenât for the memories of our past, do you think you could still be here safely as the Ramoz familyâs heiress?â he asked.
âI know I made a mistake, Sergio. Iâll do whatever you want.. Iâll change. I still have my knowledge and can help Brooks Group âI donât need to be the Ramoz familyâs heiress. Just let me stay by your side, even as a junior secretary! Please, thatâs all I as Clara looked into Sergioâs eyes, silently pleading for a trace of mercy.
After all these years, she knew Sergio wellâbeneath his cold extering lay a soft heart.
If she hadnât impulsively drugged him and thrown herself at him, perhaps he wouldnât have cut ties with her so decisively.
Clara tugged at Sergioâs sleeve and whispered, âSergio, you wonât just stand by and watch me die, right?â
Despite his polished facade, Conner was vicious and ruthless at the core. This time, Claraâs attempt to frame Maeve had backfired, tarnishing her own reputation and leaving her vulnerable.
With her most potent leverage gone, Clara knew Conner would stop at nothing to kill her without Sergioâs protection Seeing Claraâs desperate plea reminded Sergio of a similar moment with Maeve years ago. She had begged him to stay the night shortly after their wedding. He rarely returned home then.
Maeve had cling to his sleeve while looking at him with pleading eyes. âSergio, could you please stay tonight?â
Back then, indifference filled his eyes as he coldly brushed off Maeveâs touch, leaving her alone with only the echo of a closing door.
Suddenly, Sergioâs mind flashed to the image of Maeveâs neck with love marks and her cold, detached eyes.
âSerg, Idonât love you anymore.â
That simple sentence pierced his heart once more.