NovelEnglishChapter 92 It was no wonder that Maeve, who used to follow Sereverywhere if she could, wanted nothing but a divorce now.
She had gotten involved with Zion.
Just great.
Serturned the car around. Soon, he returned to Brooks Manor.
Clara was still waiting for Serin the living room. When she saw Sercoming back with a gloomy look on his face, she asked tentatively, "Didn't Maeve... cback with you?" Sergio's expression turned even colder. "If she doesn't want to cback, she can stay outside forever." Clara s in glee when she heard Sergio's words.
Maeve was such a foolish woman. She had the chance to win Sergio's heart, but she chose to be stubborn instead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut that wasn't a bad thing for Clara. As long as Maeve was gone from this house, Clara would have the chance to get close to Serand win his heart.
Clara gazed at Sergio's profile. She had always believed that she would be able to win Serover.
After all, she could already somewhat sense Sergio's feelings for her a long tago. Also, Sertreated her differently from everyone else.
The next morning, Maeve woke up groggily on a bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw the white ceiling above her, and the decorations around her weren't familiar at all.
She rubbed her head. She could only remember going to a nightclub with Lyra last night, and they had even asked for male escorts. Then, Charlie and Zion caught them and took them away. She had a feeling that she had fallen asleep in the car, but she couldn't remember anything after that.
A knock sounded on the door.
Maeve said, "Cin." The person who had opened the door was none other than Lyra. With an apologetic expression on her face, Lyra looked at Maeve and said, “Mavy, I'm so sorry. I had a little too much to drink yesterday." "It's alright, I had fun too." "Con, wash up! Get up and get ready to eat!" Charlie shouted from the kitchen.
Maeve got out of bed. She spotted Zion and Charlie in the living room.
Chapter 92 The decorations in the house were boring and simple, and even the color was monotone. The furniture was arranged in a simple layout, and it didn't look messy at all.
Still, Maeve could tell that all the decorations in this house were unique items. They didn't look like they were widely available on the market.
"What are you zoning out for? Hurry and wash up. I've already made breakfast." Looking at Maeve, who was in a daze, Charlie couldn't help but urge her along.
Maeve tugged at Lyra's sleeve. She had just realized that she was wearing pajamas.
Lyra quickly understood what Maeve was confused about. She whispered, “Zion's maid was the one who helped you change your clothes." "Is this Zion's house?" "Yes." Lyra continued, "Zion lived in Seathburn City when he was young. Later on, he went abroad, so this place has been empty for a long time." Maeve nodded.
Lyra held Maeve's hand. "Con, let's wash up. We'll let them do the work." More accurately, Charlie was the only one bustling about.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCharlie was fussing over everything, and he looked just like a mom.
"How did I get here last night?" Maeve couldn't help but ask.
Shaking her head, Lyra said, "I have no idea, either. The sun was already up by the tI opened my eyes."
Maeve only recalled Zion telling her to take a nap, and she had no idea what happened after that: When she recalled her embarrassing behavior after getting drunk yesterday, she could barely hold her head high.
"My brother probably carried you here. Heh, he's a very caring man, isn't he? Still, he has never hugged me, his dear sister, since young!" Lyra had a knowing look on her face.
Maeve blushed a little. When she exited the bathroom and spottedn Zion sitting at the table, she was En.
surprised to find her heart racing. Turning around, Charlie asked in confusion, "Maeve, what's with the red face? Do you have a fever?"
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