Alejandro’s face darkened. “Divorce? Who’re you trying to scare off? If we get divorced, our daughter belongs to me. I refuse to believe that you’d be capable of snatching her away from me. Why bother getting a divorce when you can’t bear to be away from your daughter? I meant it when I said that I wasn’t there, so either you catch me in the act, or you can stop suspecting me. Women have a really serious case of being suspicious of everything, going around thinking about all kinds of nonsense every single day. Are you not tired?”
Melanie pouted her cheek and scoffed, placing Millie in Alejandro’s arms before turning to walk away. Alejandro was initially quietly seated in his rocking chair and did not dare make too big of a movement since his wound was still hurting. However, he instantly felt so much pain that he gritted his teeth when Millie’s weight was dropped onto him.
Millie stared at his exaggerated facial expression, looking like she was shocked. Her jet black eyes did not even blink as she seemed to forget to move around for a moment.
When the pain passed, Alejandro had a kind look flashing through his eyes. Melanie’s face just now seemed rather cute…
That night, Mark found a cafe near “New City” that was the vantage point for him to have a stakeout. His instincts told him that Shelly would appear there.
Since Shelly did not have any money and identification on her, a complicated place such as “New City” would be the best place for her to continue to survive since that place was a safe haven for people of all sorts of race and color.
Mark hoped that she would not appear there, as the elegant and serene image he had of her would instantly disappear if she did. However, the ruckus that she had caused had almost completely ruined his image of her already.
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