After Divorce

“What are you talking about? Maeve countered, angrily punching Zion’s chest. 

Zion was never a reckless person, but his actions earlier were completely irrational. The real reason that triggered him was Maeve’s and Sergio’s public announcement of their remarriage. 

Turning away in frustration, Marve retorted, “I’m upset because you don’t trust me, and you acted like a child” 

Zion replied in a low voice, “Tacted like a child because of you.” 

Reflecting on the night, Zion realized how absurd his actions had been. 

He knew Marve wouldn’t return to Sergio for his mere words, and it was all a show for the media. Yet, he couldn’t stop himself from storming in with his men. 

“Did you consider what would happen if you left evidence? You promised me you wouldn’t do anything dangerous again,” Marve added. 

The men Zion had brought along today were a group of desperadoes who used to work for him, and she had never seen them before. 

In her previous life, Maeve knew Zion had another reason for coming to Seathburn City. His target was always Serglo. Though she was unsure of Zion’s exact purpose, one thing was clear: Zion aimed to become Seathburn Cry’s overlord, with Sergio as his main obstacle. 

However, to her surprise, despite the things happening in this life and the disruption of future events, Zion’s goal remained unchanged, and he still harbored such a terrifying force by his side. If any of these men were caught, Zion would face irreparable consequences. 

Maeve didn’t dare to think too far ahead. She looked at Zion, sently urging for his explanation 

Zion remained quiet, prompting Maeve to inquire pointedly, “You have other matters to attend to in Seathburn City, don’t you?” 

“Y–Yes” 

“You’ve already established dominance overseas, yet you’re here in Seathburn City to expand. Conner has everything he desires in Lentimas City, but he set his sights here years ago as well. What exactly does this city offer? Wealth or status?” 

Marve’s questions hung in the air, leaving Zion speechless. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since you have no intention to explain, I won’t press further. I have no desire to dominate this city as you all do. I’m simply seeking a peaceful life for myself and the Scott family, and to protect my father’s legacy” 

Her tone chilled as she continued, “Being with you brings too many unknown dangers. Perhaps… It’s best if we break up” 

Zion’s grip on her arm tightened with the revelation. “Give me some time, I’ll sort this our 

“I’ve given you plenty of time, Zion. Remember when you assured me you’d cut ties with your dangerous past and promised a stable future? You’ve broken that promise” Maeve’s expression remained calm. Having lived through a second chance at life, she was clear about her desires, and 25on couldn’t fulfill them. 

Feeling utterly drained, she stepped into the elevator. 

Just then, her phone rang with an unknown caller ID. 

After a brief hesitation, Maeve answered, greeted by Levi’s voice on the other end. “Look to your left once you exit the hospital” 

Intrigued, she walked out of the elevator and made her way toward the hospital entrance. 

True to Levi’s word, a sleek black Maybach awaited on the left. The rear window glided down, revealing Levi’s pale, bloodless face. 

“How many phone numbers do you have, Mr. Hackett?” She couldn’t remember how many of his contacts she had saved. 

Levi offered a faint smile and spoke in his usual gentle and elegant tone, “Get in.” 

Maeve took a deep breath before getting into his car. 

The streets were quiet in the late hour. 

Gazing out the window, Marve said, “Just drop me off at the entrance to my apartment.”