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Chapter 95: Hidden agenda

Author: ADISAX
last update Last Updated: 2023-04-25 09:45:40

Mateo Paced the patio, lost in his thoughts when Margarita assessed him quietly. He was incensed, stressed, and strayed.

“Is it Laila?” Margarita interrupted his train of thought. He stuttered for a moment but chose not to utter a word, just gifted a curd node.

She waited for him to share, but getting no response, she understood he would not tell her, comprehending it was all his culpability.

“Margi…” his feet halted, and she turned to skim his frowned face.

“I am losing her.”

“She may not forgive me this time.” Was that difficult to spill the truth? She warned him a thousand times, but he didn’t listen. She stood still while he stepped closer and held her stiff hands.

“I can’t help you, brother. Maybe this is your lesson for not breaking her the way you did. You suffocate her.” Being his sister, she was supposed to understand his part, and for a moment, she did, but in the end, she was a woman. How long is she going to keep the blindfold?

“What are you saying?”

“Yes, I saw her. You p
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