Chapter 979
"Hey, what's this? Isn't this an expensive watch?" Maeve grabbed the Patek Philippe Nautilus from the floor, carefully cradled it, and then shouted at Jonah, "You dare throw away such an expensive watch? What if you broke it? Can you afford to pay for it?"
"I'll pay him a pile of crap! He ruined my girlfriend's house. He should be the one to pay me!" Jonah spat, his face full of disdain. "I can't be bothered to talk to you. Just get out!"
With that, he slammed the door shut, effectively removing the awkward situation—and those people—from my house.
As the door closed, I caught Bruce's gaze. His dark eyes were deep, seemingly holding something, but I didn't want to meet his eyes or guess his intentions. I just wanted to escape, to get as far away from him as possible.
Once the door was shut, I felt more at ease, but the lingering sadness and frustration weighed me. Fortunately, Jonah was always my shining sun. He comforted me as he led me inside.
"Ms. Nancy, I've cleared out the tr

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