Chapter 35
“Who the hell do you think you are, talking about my wife like that p>
Tossing the crumpled tissue onto the man’s face, Frederick strode out with his long legs.
The private room fell dead silent; no one dared to ask him to stay.
On the rooftop of the club.
Frederick stood leaning against the railing, an unlit cigarette pinched between his fingers.
He used to smoke to relieve stress when he first started managing the company, but he quit because Maeve didn’t like the smell of smoke.
Now, the craving was threatening to rear its ugly head again.
Footsteps approached from behind, and his close friend Sebastian Cole draped an arm over his shoulder.
“Heard you caused quite a scene downstairs. Didn’t you say you were in a bad mood and wanted to get everyone together for a drink? What are you throwing a fit for now p>
Frederick stepped sideways to dodge his arm, gazing out at the distant city lights. His eyes, however, revealed a profound, unconcealable loneliness.
“Maeve wants to divorce me p>
Sebastian’s eyes slowly widened.
“I heard them talking about it downstairs, but I didn’t believe it. So it’s true. Why does she want a divorce p>
Frederick pressed his lips together tightly. “I… said some terrible things to her tonight p>
He let out a heavy sigh, his voice laced with frustration.
“But that wasn’t my intention. We ended up fighting, and then I just came here p>
Sebastian was confused. “If you said the wrong thing, just apologize to Maeve and be done with it. You two have been together for five years; she wouldn’t divorce you over one misplaced sentence p>
“It’s more than that. There’s also the situation with Zoe Frederick briefly summarized the events of the past few days to Sebastian.
Sebastian was speechless.
He stayed silent for dozens of seconds before finally finding his voice.
“Maeve is the woman you used to pamper to death, practically treating her like glass. And you let things get this bad just over Zoe? Do you think it’s worth it p>
Frederick frowned. “It’s not a question of being worth it p>
“Then what is it?” Sebastian challenged him.
“You have to choose between Zoe and Maeve, right p>
Frederick’s jaw tightened. “I can’t turn my back on Zoe, and divorcing Maeve is absolutely out of the question p>
Sebastian threw his hands up. “Like the saying goes, there’s only room for one woman. If you’re not careful, this won’t end well p>
“It won’t,” Frederick reasoned, trying to comfort himself.
“Every couple fights when they ve been together long enough. Maeve and I are just going through a rough patch. Once we get past this phase everything will be fine p>
“That’s one way to look at it,” Sebastian said, rubbing his chin.
“But I feel like Zoe p>
Frederick shot him a sharp glare.
“What about her p>
Sebastian waved his hand, dragging out his words.
“Well… she’s hard to read p>
“Watch your mouth,” Frederick muttered, giving Sebastian a light kick.
Buzz, buzz—
The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Sebastian heard it too. He dusted off his pants and looked up with a teasing grin.
“Is Maeve checking up on you p>
Checking up on him?
Frederick couldn’t even remember the last time Maeve had checked up on him.
His expression tightened. His fingers paused inside his suit jacket, feeling a sudden inexplicable reluctance to pull the phone out.
He knew it wasn’t Maeve.
And he didn’t want to answer anyone else’s calls.
“Answer it! Why aren’t you answering?” Sebastian urged anxiously.
“This is the perfect chance to explain things to Maeve. If you’re too proud, I’ll talk to her for you. I’ll tell her you’re drunk and need her to pick you up. She definitely won’t just leave you hanging p>
He leaned over and dug the phone out of Frederick’s pocket himself.
Bringing it up to his eyes, he saw the name flashing on the screen was “Zoe p>
Sebastian’s expression instantly froze, and he subtly pinched his own hand in regret.
Curiosity killed the cat!
He immediately shoved the hot potato back into Frederick’s hands, making sure to add one last comment.
“It’s your precious Zoe p>