Chapter 126
Maeve looked at Jonathan, her eyes resolute.
“Yes. I’m absolutely sure p>
As her representing attorney, she needed him to fully understand her situation. She gave him a brief rundown of what Frederick had done to her parents, her confrontation in front of the Fairchild elders, and the ten-day separation she had fought for.
Listening to her, Jonathan slowly sat up straighter, the relaxed posture vanishing.
He frowned, his tone thick with underlying displeasure.
“It was hard enough for you to marry so far from home. How could he be so cruel to you p>
Maeve’s situation was clearly much worse than he had initially realized.
Maeve bit her lower lip, remaining silent.
At this point, rehashing the past was meaningless.
Seeing her crestfallen expression, Jonathan realized he had overstepped. He spoke gently.
“I apologize. I didn’t mean to pry p>
“It’s fine. It’s the truth, there’s nothing I can’t say out loud.” Maeve offered a small, deeply bitter smile.
Jonathan smoothly pivoted the conversation.
“Send whatever evidence you have over to me. I’ll start drafting the litigation documents p>
At the mention of the lawsuit, Maeve finally perked up.
“Okay, I’ll organize everything and send it to you as soon as I get back p>
They briefly discussed the apartment rent and successfully avoided mentioning Frederick’s name for the rest of the meeting.
In another private room at The Skyline Club.
By the time Sebastian Cole arrived, Frederick had already downed a bottle of whiskey. He was slumped against a dark brown leather sofa, his face flushed with alcohol. A cigarette dangled from his lips, the smoke wafting upward to obscure his features, making him look visibly devastated.
Sebastian walked over and shoved his shoulder.
“What’s wrong with you now p>
He had known Frederick for years, and no one besides Maeve could ever make him look this pathetic.
But hadn’t he just forcefully knocked some sense into Frederick with hard facts a few days ago?
Logically, Frederick and Maeve should have made up by now.
Why did he look like a walking corpse?
And worse, Frederick had been controlling his smoking habit perfectly, but now he was completely off the rails.
Disgusted, Sebastian snatched the cigarette from his mouth and crushed it in the ashtray.
“Didn’t you say Maeve hates the smell of smoke? Why are you lighting up? Are you trying to piss her off p>
Frederick let out a dark chuckle.
“She couldn’t care less about what I do p>
He pulled another cigarette from the pack, lit it, and brought it to his lips.
Sensing something was deeply wrong, Sebastian pressed.
“What happened? Did you two not make up p>
“Make up? She refused to listen to my explanation, rejected everything I tried to give her, she wants absolutely nothing Frederick’s voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
“She announced she wanted a divorce in front of all the family elders. She moved out of our home, and Grandma expressly forbade me from looking for her. I can’t even get a glimpse of her right now, so what the hell is there to make up p>
“It’s that bad?” Sebastian dropped his casual demeanor, his brows knitting together.
“What did you do p>
Frederick recounted the incident at the ancestral estate.
Hearing the story, Sebastian’s frown deepened. He couldn’t hold back his frustration.
“Seriously, what kind of spell did Zoe cast on you? You believe every word out of her mouth? You and Maeve have been together for five years Everyone knows her character is flawless, yet you let a few words from Zoe turn you against he? Bravo, Frederick. Bravo p>
“But I explained myself to her later Frederick still couldn’t comprehend why Maeve was willing to push things this far over a simple mistake.
Sebastian rolled his eyes so hard it hurt.
“A day late and a dollar short. What good is an apology now p>
Ignoring the jab, Frederick rambled on.
“She just wouldn’t listen. She kept saying she wasn’t good enough for me, not good enough for the Fairchild family. We’ve been married for three years! Hearing her sayy those things was like a knife to the chest. Did she ever consider how much it would hurt me to hear that p>