Chapter 23
“The divorce is entirely her choice,” Jonathan said evenly. “I just helped her draw up the paperwork p>
The implication was clear: Frederick needed to take a hard look at his own actions.
Frederick let out a cold laugh. “It seems your own failed marriage makes you eager to see everyone else miserable p>
Jonathan remained silent.
Frederick issued a harsh warning. “Stay out of my business with my wife p>
Dropping those words, he stood up and strode out of the suite, an imposing presence commanding the room.
Jonathan watched his retreating figure, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Frederick had completely lost his mind and started lashing out at everyone just from receiving Maeve’s divorce agreement.
It was hard to imagine just how insane he would go if he found out Maeve was planning to leave him and return to Silveridge.
Leaving the club, Frederick headed straight back to his office.
Sitting behind his desk, he ordered Samuel Vance to bring him the catalogs and personally selected over a dozen pieces of fine jewelry.
“Have these, along with the latest seasonal collections from top designers, sent to Wisteria Cove tomorrow morning p>
“Right away p>
Samuel nodded and immediately left to handle the arrangements.
As the door clicked shut, the office fell into dead silence.
Frederick slowly opened a drawer and pulled out a picture frame.
In the photo, Maeve was wearing a flowing red dress, leaning her head against his shoulder with a bright, radiant smile.
The corners of his lips couldn’t help but curl upwards.
He turned the frame over. On the back, in Maeve’s own handwriting, were the words:
*Maeve will always stay by Frederick’s side, through thick and thin, until death do us part p>
She had also told him that he was her light, her everything.
How could she possibly just walk away?
She was simply throwing a tantrum because she was upset. All she needed was a little coaxing.
The next day, Maeve grabbed her packed suitcase and was about to head downstairs when a sudden commotion caught her attention.
Instead of going down, she shoved the suitcase into a corner and stepped out into the hallway, only to see dozens of personal shopper hauling racks of designer clothes into the house.
Maeve pressed her lips together, turning around to run back into her room and locking the door behind her.
It seemed Frederick hadn’t listened to a single word she said about the divorce yesterday.
Showering her with gifts was just his way of trying to smooth things over p>
But this wasn’t what she wanted at all.
Maeve sat on the edge of the bed, waiting quietly for the noise outside to die down.
She had no idea how much time passed before a knock finally came at her door.
Maeve stiffened, relaxing only when she heard Martha’s voice.
“Ma’am, it’s me. I’ve made breakfast. Please come out and eat a little p>
Her muscles loosened, and she called out.
“Are those people gone p>
“Yes, they’re gone. I’ve put all the clothes away too p>
Only then did Maeve open the door and follow Martha downstairs.
Entering the living room, the first thing she saw was a dozen open gift boxes lined up on the kitchen island The expensive jewels sparkled brilliantly as they caught the morning light.
Maeve glanced at them for a fraction of a second before looking away, but Martha trotted over, picking up a bracelet and holding it out to her.
“Ma’am, this bracelet suits you perfectly. Why don’t you try it on p>
Maeve glanced at it—a top-tier diamond-studded bangle that certainly matched her style.
But the moment she thought of the reason Frederick was giving her these gifts, any flicker of joy evaporated.
“Put it back,” Maeve said, walking past Martha. She sat down at the dining table and picked up her spoon to eat her oatmeal.
Martha hurried after her, slipping the bracelet onto her wrist anyway.
“Ma’am, I know you’re upset with the boss, but since he bought these for you, you should wear them. You shouldn’t deprive yourself p>
Maeve frowned, just about to slide the bracelet off, when she saw Zoe walking through the front door in a pristine white dress.
Whether intentional or not, as their eyes met, Zoe reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Exposed on her wrist was a brilliant diamond bangle, catching Maeve’s eye.
The dazzling sparkle was so bright it was practically blinding.
It was exactly the same as the one Frederick had just gifted her!