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Sean's jealous act

“Sean.” Camille called from the stairs. She opened the door to his room, but he wasn't there. “Where could he be?” she muttered, wiping the beads of sweat from her face.

She went to the penthouse and there he was, his eyes closed, sitting on a chair, his hands rested on the arm of the chair.

“Sean.” Camille called as she walked closer to him. He didn't move an inch or react to her calling.

“Sean, I know you can hear me. Stop all this and allow me to explain.” Camille persuaded, standing in front of him.

Sean opened his eyes, looking at her with a stern expression. “So how is he? Have you gone to see him? You stayed to take care of him, right? Good.” he said all at once and closed his eyes again.

“Sean, are you doubting me? Why will you think I will ever leave to go take care of him?”

“Because I saw it, Camille.” he replied immediately. “I saw how he hugged you, and you didn't push him back. You met with him at a bar behind my back. I saw it all.” he pointed out, his fingers directly
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