Chapter 62

“Scarlett?” I scoff out in disbelieve, unable to comprehend what exactly my eyes were focused on right

now.

If this is not some telenovelas, I have no idea what else is.

The couple in front of me jump away from each other like they just heard a bomb explode somewhere.

Ryan looks speechless to find me here and Scarlett looks more than fidgety as she endlessly wrinkles her

fingers in front of her, trying to fold herself into Ryan like I haven't just seen all of her.

“You fucking bitch.” I say chuckling still in disbelieve. Just when I was beginning to think, she might

make a good wife for Maxwell atleast something good out of everything filthy that she is.

But what shocks me even more is what exactly is the connection between this two and the more I think

about it, the angrier I begin to get. If they liked each other that much, why didn't they just stay together,

why try so hard to separate Maxwell and I?

“Since when?” I ask the two people in front of me. “Don't bother with that anymore