NovelEnglishOupter 48 Maeve was somewhat surprised at Sergio's cold and indifferent tone.
Serhadn't treated Clara like this before.
What happened today? Did he take the wrong medicine? Maeve soon understood that it was probably because of the reporter's question earlier that made Sermore cautious.
Hearing Sergio's words, Clara couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, Since her birthday night, Serhad been distant and cold toward her. Even when she took the initiative to call him, it hadn't made much of a difference.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClara obediently nodded her head. "Alright, I'll go back now." Seeing Clara's dejected expression, Serfelt a pang of regret.
Was his tone just now too harsh? As she watched Clara walk away, Marve said, “A girl's heart is very fragile. If you want to comfort her, just go ahead and do it." "You wantto comfort her?" Serfrowned, his tone filled with doubt.
"No matter what, she's a student you've personally mentored. You've always treated her well, so it's natural she would be upset if you suddenly started acting cold toward her." Serpressed his lips together.
Seeing that Serwas not responding, Maeve said, "If you don't go now, it'll be too late, Larry drives very fast." "You don't need to play mind games with me." Serheld Maeve's hand and said calmly, "You are my wife,” Maeve was stunned..
Serled her out of the hall by the hand.
Maeve looked up at Serglo's profile and suddenly remembered many years ago when she first met him. Back then, he had also led her hby the hand, just like this.
Perhaps Serhad forgotten that the Scott family had a mischievous twelve-year-old girl.
At that time, Serwas still in school, just a seventeen-year-old boy.
Back then, she thought to herself, how wonderful it would be if she could marry a man as handsas Sergio. But she was no longer that young girl who wanted to be in love.
Thinking of this, Maeve pulled her hand out of Sergio's Feeling his hand was empty, Sertumed back and saw Maeve standing still. He asked, "What's wrong?" "There are no reporters here, so there's no need to hold my hand." Marve looked unpleasant. There was a hint of gloom in her eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSerglo couldn't find a suitable reason. He just held her hand subconsciously.
"Let's go home." Maeve walked a little faster, not waiting for Serbehind her.
Serdidn't know what he had done wrong. It seemed like Maeve' mood e had suddenly tumed somber. Were women's moods really this unpredictable?
"SerCdown and drive!" Maeve's voice cout of the m elevator. Sertook a deep breath.
He really couldn't understand Maeve anymore.
At the stime, Zion, with a dark expression, threw the dart in his hand toward the TV. In the next second, several large cracks appeared on the TV screen X
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