Chapter 230 I was definitely qualified because I loved her! No one could love her more than me!â
Lennon chuckled and raised an eyebrow, humorously saying, âLove her? Ha, even your pet dog would shake its head at that.â
Jaime wanted to say something else.
Marielaâs voice came from behind Lennon, sounding both shocked and angry.
âJaime, what were you doing here?â
She glared at Jaime fiercely, her gaze as if she were looking at an archenemy.
Hearing Marielaâs voice, Jaime looked up.
The first thing that caught my eye was the unusual flush on Marielaâs face, and the lingering emotions in her eyes that had not completely faded away.
Further down, there was a glaring love bite on the snowâwhite neck.
At that moment, Jaime finally understood what it meant to feel heartâwrenching pain.
Menu If he had just listened to Lennonâs oneâsided 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 Marielaâs body and the seductive look in her eyes, Jaime was going crazy.
He faintly smelled a hint of postâdebauchery 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.
âMariela,â Jaimeâs voice was hoarse, with a clear sob,âplease, please donât be so cruel to me, how could you...â
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 couldnât utter them.
At this moment, Jaime finally realized how deep his obsession with Mariela was, and how strong his possessiveness was. For the past twentyâsomething years, Jaime had never experienced a moment of breakdown and despair like now.
A tear slid from Jaimeâs 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. Marielaâs chin tightened, her face cold, and anger was clearly visible in her eyes. âJaime, we had a peaceful breakup, and I saved you face. If you continue to harass me repeatedly like this, donât blame me for not showing mercy!â
Tears shimmered in Jaimeâs eyes as the area Lennon had just hit was bruised and turned red.
âNo,â Jaimeâs voice was hoarse, âMariela, I was really wrong, please, please come back... please Mariela...â
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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