If she wanted to go home, Lyra would have to walk right past Maxwell.
She stopped at the entrance, staring at him from a distance, her eyes brimming with disgust.
People were trickling out of the building, and hushed whispers began to spread.
"That's VP Lennox's ex-husband, right? Is he trying to win her back?"
"Who knows? Anyone who would cheat with his own adopted sister is pure trash. I can't believe he has the nerve to show his face here."
"Maybe he's just that shameless. My sister works at Silverdale General, and I heard Aria Moon was hospitalized a few days ago because she had a miscarriage."
At those words, Lyra's pupils trembled slightly.
Aria had a miscarriage.
It wasn't exactly shocking news, but it only deepened her revulsion toward Maxwell.
She used to think he was just cold and heartless, but she never imagined he would actually be so ruthless when it came to his own flesh and blood.
The very thought made Lyra sick.
Oblivious to the whispers, Maxwell only saw Lyra standing still. He knew she was still resisting him, but he refused to leave.
Gathering his courage, he took a large stride toward her.
Along the way, he saw Lyra turn and say something to the guard in the security booth.
A moment later, the guard stepped out and blocked his path.
"Sir, you are not an employee of this company. I must ask you to leave. If you refuse to go voluntarily, we will have to remove you by force."
The guard wasn't messing around. He firmly blocked Maxwell's advance, making it impossible for him to get anywhere near Lyra.
Seeing Lyra about to turn and walk away, panic seized Maxwell, and he yelled out purely on instinct.
With the guards restraining him, he couldn't hurt her, but seeing her approach made him wildly agitated.
"Lyra, you know me, I've really changed. I was blind before, but I promise it'll never happen again."
Lyra closed the distance between them, glanced at the guards, and gave a slight nod. The guards immediately released Maxwell and stepped back.
Maxwell looked at her full of hope. He opened his mouth to speak, only for her to slap him hard across the face.
The crisp smack echoed sharply, feeling like a direct blow to his heart.
His head whipped to the side. He turned back, staring at her in sheer disbelief. "You hit me?"
Lyra scoffed coldly. "Is it because I've never treated you like this before that it feels so unfamiliar?"
Maxwell didn't answer, but it was glaringly obvious that he was thinking exactly what she had just said.

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