Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 813:

He continued, “Where is your self-respect?”

As Dolores lowered her head, biting her lip and refusing to respond, Julio’s anger flared. He lifted his hand and gripped her delicate neck. His grip tightened as if he meant to strangle her. Struggling to breathe, Dolores’ face reddened, veins bulging in her neck, and her eyes turned red as well. Julio’s cold expression mirrored her tearful gaze.

“I have no dignity. I’m just a failure. You’re set to become the head of the Fergusoni family. Look at you, so superior, yet why bother with me? Don’t you see how demeaning this is for you?” Tears streamed down Dolores’ cheeks as she pelted him with her questions, each one a struggle to utter.

Upon hearing this, a storm of emotions churned in Julio’s chest. He suddenly released his hold. He could have killed her if he hadn’t controlled himself. Dolores collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.

She looked up at Julio, got to her feet, and declared, “I’ve told you before that I’ve settled all my debts to you. I would even give my life if you still resent me. But since you haven’t taken my life today, I hope from now on we can act as strangers or even enemies. That would be better than this torment!” With that, she shoved Julio aside and sprinted back into the mansion.

watched her leave, pondering her words, frustration boiling

swung his arm and punched

from his knuckles, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain. The car alarm went off, drawing the attention of the Vazquez household staff. They hurried over, shocked by the scene. The housekeeper quickly acted,

tales on

stepped out, she noticed some noises outside but didn’t know what was happening. Her thoughts were consumed by Bryan. As she responded

and sneakily glanced at Eileen’s phone screen. The smile that played on Eileen’s lips reminded Leyla of the look her daughter had when she was in

she had suspected that the so-called cousin from last time was actually Eileen’s husband, but Eileen had denied the question. Thus, Leyla wasn’t sure about that. She thought of the child the so-called cousin had brought… could the child

played a voice message

Eileen’s phone. She remarked, “This voice is so sweet. Is

only then that Eileen realized she hadn’t informed Leyla about her marriage and her daughter. She quickly pulled up some photos of Gabriela and