No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Chapter 75

As the visit drew to a close, Maureen bid farewell to each child.

When she stepped out, she noticed Geoffrey had dismissed his bodyguards. He stood alone beneath a banyan tree, waiting.

The man stood tall and straight under the foliage, his chiseled profile sharp against the shadows.

Maureen walked toward him step by step.

“Mr. Sutton.”

The moment she spoke, Geoffrey stubbed out his cigarette.

Maureen paused briefly, puzzled. When had he picked up this smoking habit?

He used to despise the smell of smoke.

“Finished?”

Geoffrey’s gaze lingered on her delicate, serene face. His throat tightened, voice rough with emotion.

“Yeah.”

Maureen extended a small paper bag toward him.

Geoffrey frowned, “What’s this?”

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“A gift from the children. It’s a drawing–to thank you for funding their school.”

He didn’t take it. “You keep it.”

Such things were worthless to him.

He never needed gifts.

Maureen knew exactly what kind of man he was, so she didn’t press

further.

“Then I’ll head back.”

With nothing left to say, Maureen turned to leave.

“Hold on!”

Geoffrey stopped her.

Maureen looked puzzled: “Is there something else?”

“I’ve waited over four hours for you.”

Geoffrey enunciated each word deliberately.

“Then let me treat you to

“Fine.”

hadn’t expected such

Maureen back to Beverly Hills Villa

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moment he stepped

was under

own wife, living under another

people think of

couldn’t even house his wife–that he was

of his thoughts, Maureen planned to spike his

selected ingredients online for

won’t mind home

possibly make

your cooking for three years. One more time

Geoffrey responded.

then headed to the kitchen to

cook before marriage. She’d learned slowly

gratitude, always taking it for

like now.

living room, his gaze lingering on Maureen

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tire of

table, slipping something extra into the Sweet

sat facing

hadn’t shared a meal with her like this in ages. He didn’t touch his

serving spoon to heap fish into his

promised it

his chopsticks and

him, tension coiling tight in

time, she’d mixed sleeping

she kept spooning more fish into

onto her. “Why aren’t

hungry. You should

into

dishes.

nothing more. They

the slightest bit

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Maureen was confused.

I put

get you

up and headed

grabbed

been unusually attentive

she claimed not to care for