Different treatment

She quietly chuckled in a cold voice. “Sean, I thought that you no longer care about my business. Maybe the question I should ask is—do you still care about me?”

Sean pressed his lips together tightly and he did not answer her.

Myra’s heart sank, even though her face was stoic. She then turned and went upstairs without saying anything.

It could have been due to the time she spent in the cold water, which caused her to run a temperature that night. For the first half of the night, she dreamt a lot—one was about the moment she met Sean and how she watched as he acted lovey-dovey with another woman. Then, she finally settled down with him and they were married. The final scene was at their wedding.

Exhaustion was visible on Sean’s face while his bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred as he coldly demanded, “Say it again—have you ever wronged me?!”

Myra clenched her fist and she forced herself to shake her head.

Sean’s expression instantly became gloomy. “Alright. Just as you wished.”

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