Chapter 230
I was definitely qualified because I loved her! No one could love her more than me!”
Lennon chuckled and raised an eyebrow, humorously saying, “Love her? Ha, even your pet dog would shake its head at that.”
Jaime wanted to say something else.
Mariela’s voice came from behind Lennon, sounding both shocked and angry.
“Jaime, what were you doing here?”
She glared at Jaime fiercely, her gaze as if she were looking at an archenemy.
Hearing Mariela’s voice, Jaime looked up.
The first thing that caught my eye was the unusual flush on Mariela’s face, and the lingering emotions in her eyes that had not completely faded away.
Further down, there was a glaring love bite on the snow–white neck.
At that moment, Jaime finally understood what it meant to feel heart–wrenching pain.
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If he had just listened to Lennon’s one–sided words, there was still a trace of luck in his heart, thinking that it was just a lie deliberately made up by Lennon to provoke him.
But now, seeing the marks on Mariela’s body and the seductive look in her eyes, Jaime was going crazy.
He faintly smelled a hint of post–debauchery in the air.
They really did it.
This realization brought Jaime to the brink of collapse.
It felt as if the heart was forcefully ripped out, a piece of flesh, dripping with fresh blood, causing unbearable pain almost to the point of suffocation.
“Mariela,” Jaime’s voice was hoarse, with a clear sob,“please, please don’t be so cruel to me, how could you…”
How could you have sex with another man?
These words were too cruel for him, and just the thought of them made his heart ache terribly. He couldn’t utter them.
At this moment, Jaime finally realized how deep his obsession with Mariela was, and how strong his possessiveness was. For the past twenty–something years, Jaime had never experienced a moment of breakdown and despair like now.
A tear slid from Jaime’s eye, and he was so sad that he was about to break.
The winter draft in the hallway was wrapped in coldness, chilling to the bone.
Jaime stood in the cold wind, looking at Mariela with eyes full of sorrow, as if she would be gone with the wind in the next second. Mariela’s chin tightened, her face cold, and anger was clearly visible in her eyes. “Jaime, we had a peaceful breakup, and I saved you face. If you continue to harass me repeatedly like this, don’t blame me for not showing mercy!”
Tears shimmered in Jaime’s eyes as the area Lennon had just hit was bruised and turned red.
“No,” Jaime’s voice was hoarse, “Mariela, I was really wrong, please, please come back… please Mariela…”
The man was humbled to the dust.
He no longer cared about his face, and at this moment, he humbly begged Mariela in a low voice, crying like a child.
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