Never See You Again

Marve's eyes immediately landed on Clara's black suit that was adorned with the Brooks family emblem on the chest. It was Sergio's jacket. "Maeve, Ms. Jansen." Clara smiled and said, "What a coincidence."

Lyra's expression turned even graver than Maeve's, especially after learning that Sergio had laid hands on Maeve over Clara last night. Without hesitation, Lyra slapped Clara. Maeve couldn't intervene in time, and Lyra's gaze tumed ky.

Clara's eyes welled up instantly as she questioned, "Ms. Jansen, I haven't done anything wrong. Why did you hit me?" Clara's tearful plea attracted the attention of students heading to morning classes, who observed from afar.

Clara was somewhat of a celebrity at Amenam University. With outstanding grades and good looks, she embodied the image of a positive and kind-hearted campus belle. Most people at school were aware of Clara's achievements, and the male students especially admired her.

"You still dare to ask me why?" Lyra sneered. "Not only did you spread rumors at school that Maeve is an escort, but you also posted defamatory messages about Maeve on the bulletin boards at school! How dare you have the audacity to cling to someone else's husband?" Clara looked aggrieved with tears streaming down her face as if the whole world had betrayed her

"Ms. Jansen, how can you humiliate me in front of so many people? Yes, I may be poor, but I have dignity! I've never done any of those things! "Clara's expression remained resolute. "You can't treat me like this Just because Maeve is your good friend! I may be poor, but I won't allow you to defame me like this! You can't tamish my reputation even if you're rich!"

Lyra was furious but struggled to find words to counter Clara's moral stance. Maeve stepped in front of Lyra and chuckled at Clara. "Did you Just say 'poor'?"

Clara still wore that pitiful yet stubbom expression as she gazed at Marve

Maeve had only retaliated against Clara tit for tat before, as she had never intended to harm her reputation at school. But Clara's brazen attitude just now made Maeve feel she had been too lenient. She shouldn't have given her chances.

Maeve approached and watched Clara retreat in fear. "What do you want?!"

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Maeve directly snatched the bag from Clara's hands and polled out one bank card after another. She also took

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"Every single bank card here is from Sergio. He gives you tens of thousands of dollars in allowance every fees, and even buys you your bags. Everything on you, from head to toe, is with his money! "Clara, don't forget that Sergio and I are husband and wife. His money is our joint property, What right do you have to talk about being poor? Where do you got the audacity to talk about dignity?" Maeve said. Clara's face paled.

"Isn't this Sergio's jacket?" Maeve smirked. "My below husband is so considerate. He sponsors your education, personally drops you off at school, and even puts a jacket on you to make sure you don't get cold."

As Marve spoke, everyone around understood what had happened. A married man being so attentive to another woman clearly indicated an inappropriate relationship.

"I didn't expect Clare to be like this.."

"I thought she had integrity, but it turns out she's just a bome-wracker."

"She's living off someone else's money and yet has the nerve to accuse the lawful wife!"

"I bet she spread those rumors on the bulletin board because she's just jealous. How malicious!"NôvelDrama.Org © content.

As Clara listened to their comments, her face alternated between tuming pale and red.

Suddenly, a hand snatched the jacket from Marve's grip. Marve froze as Sergio draped it over Clara, his expression cold as he faced Maeve." I've told you before, I've never crossed the line with Clara." "Crossed the line? What defines crossing the line?"

Marve laughed lightly and said, "Clara accompanied you to various banquets, you rushed to her side at the slightest illness, and you repeatedly embarrassed me, your wife, in front of everyone because of her."

With each word from Maeve, Sergio's face grew grimmer.

Maeve approached Sergio and locked eyes with him. She said word by word, "Sergio, crossing the line isn't just about getting into bed with someone. Your behavior now is even more horrendous."