"Don't worry.
I will never look back."
With that, I walked towards the elevator.
"Wait!
How can you talk to Clara like this? What's your attitude? You ungrateful bastard, apologize to her now!"
Jackson was unwilling to let it go. He actually chased after me and grabbed my shoulders.
"Fuck off!"
I frowned and pushed him away.
Jackson took a step back, pretended to stumble, and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
"Jackson!"
Clara hurried over to help him, glared at me, and said, "Javier, you're going too far. If you have an issue, take it up with me. Jackson hasn't done anything to offend you, so why are you bullying him?"
Meanwhile, a smug smile appeared at the corner of Jackson's mouth, which was extremely provocative.
Did I bully Jackson?
It was he who made the first move. I just reacted instinctively.
Clara, why did you have to lie through your teeth? Why did you always have to blame me?
Was it possible that our years of being childhood sweethearts and seven years of secret marriage couldn't compare to a fleeting stranger who suddenly appeared?
Anger surged, and frustration took hold.