Chapter 401
Zavier flicked away the cigarette ash nonchalantly, took another puff and said, âYou can go now. Iâve already asked someone to invite Skyler for dinner.â
âZavier, have you lost your humanity?â The mention of Skyler made Cornelia lose her cool, and she slammed her hand on the table, âEven though Skyler left you, sheâs still your wife. She carried your child. Why canât you let her be?â
Zavierâs eyes darkened, âSo you do remember sheâs my wife? I thought youâd forgotten. If you know, then why are you meddling in our
business?â
âSo, I should just stand by and watch her walk to her death?â Cornelia shuddered at the memory of Skylerâs miscarriage, feeling suffocated every time it crossed her mind, âZavier, have you forgotten what happened on New Yearâs Day? Skyler nearly died. Do you want to watch her die before youâll be satisfied?â
âWhether she lives or dies, I donât care. All I know is that she belongs to me and no one else can take her away.â Zavier finished off a cigarette in one go, lit another one and started blowing smoke rings.
The sight of Skyler lying in a pool of blood on New Yearâs Day was something Zavier would never forget. It still ached his heart to think about it and that was why he couldnât bring himself to approach her easily.
What he couldnât understand was why Skyler had approached him first, why she had forced him to marry her using various tactics. He had gone against his family to marry her, and had invested both money and man-power to help her family get back on their feet.
He had always thought that Skyler loved him, never suspecting that she was just using him. Once her goals were achieved and he was of no use to her, she couldnât wait to leave him. To be able to leave him, she had even cruelly caused their childâs miscarriage.
What did she take him for? Was he just a disposable tool to her?
If she wouldnât make life easy for him, then she wouldnât have it easy for the rest of her life either. He would haunt her like a ghost until
death.
âYouâ¦â Cornelia had been with Zavier for over an hour now, and he had been chain-smoking the entire time, hardly stopping.
Cornelia guessed that he wasnât as cold-blooded and ruthless as he seemed, and tried to understand what was going on in his mind, âMr. Rivera, youâre still in love with Skyler, arenât you?â
âLove her? Whatâs there to love about such a heartless woman?â Zavier crushed the nearly finished cigarette forcefully, and lit another one, âIâm tormenting her to make her realize that I wonât let go of those who betray me. Even in death, she can only die by my side and belong to me. She can never cut ties with me.â
Zavierâs feelings for Skyler ran deep, and his words confirmed Corneliaâs suspicions, âMr. Rivera, as a woman, I should understand a womanâs thoughts better than you do. If you really love Skyler, then you shouldnât be treating her this way. To love someone, you should respect her first.â
âDonât I respect her?â Corneliaâs words struck a chord in Zavier, and he instinctively expressed his true feelings for Skyler, but he still refused to admit that he loved this woman who just wanted to leave him, âCornelia, youâre just Marcâs assistant. Donât think you know
me
Cornelia didnât think highly of herself, âWeâre just strangers. Iâm not interested in knowing you. Iâm talking to you because Skyler is my friend. I want to remind you that your way is wrong.â
âIs my way wrong? Then Marcusâs way is right?â Just as Zavier was about to reveal the real relationship between Marcus and Comelia, a security guard walked in, âMr. Rivera, President Hartley is here.â
Before the guard could finish, Marcusâs tall figure appeared at the door. His usually neat hair was a bit messy, as if he had rushed over. Seeing him, Cornelia felt like she had seen a life savior. Her inner unease immediately eased, and she ran to him, âPresident Hartleyâ