Chapter 113

Behind him, Martha roared, “If you leave now, Philip Clarke, don’t ever come back! What’s a useless piece of trash like you pretending to be all capable?” However, Philip simply ignored her. He made Wynn a promise, and he was going to keep it. As soon as he walked out of the hospital door, he was given a jolt by the honk from a car horn. It was a BMW X8, top of the line. Juan sat in the car, his expression cool and arrogant. Philip frowned slightly and walked over to him, asking him coldly, “What do you want?” Juan got out of the car and took off his sunglasses, putting them in his front shirt pocket. “Pfft,” he said with a laugh. “I was so embarrassed for you in the room just now. How did you manage to hold on for so long?” So he was only here to jeer at Philip. Philip could not be bothered to entertain him, so he just turned to leave. However, Juan stood in his way, taunting Philip. “It’s been three years, Philip. What have you given Wynn? Let go, and give her a divorce. I’