Chapter 51
His tone was full of sarcasm.
Guadalupe was feeling a bit angry.
This was her personal matter, even if he had saved her, even if he was her boss, but how could he mock and ridicule her marriage?
But for now, there was still more confusion.
“I didn’t give him the password, so how did he manage to log in?”
From entering the residential area to passing the access control and then to the elevator, how did he break through so many checkpoints.
Ezequiel heard her say this, and his expression changed from sarcasm to confusion.
Desmond got up from the ground and stumbled over to Guadalupe. The strong smell of alcohol made her furrow her brows, and she asked, “How did you get up here?”
“Did you sleep with him?”
Desmond answered off–topic, pressing his hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, roaring deafeningly.
Guadalupe slapped him in the face and said, “Are you crazy? What kind of drunken madness is this? Get out! Go find your Bel!”
Desmond was not only not angry when he was hit, but also knelt in front
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of her. He took the hand that slapped him and placed it on his chest. In the previous second, he was the roaring king, but in an instant, he became a pitiful whisper, saying. “I misunderstood, I know you wouldn’t do that.. you still love me in your heart, you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me.”
Guadalupe was extremely speechless.
He could do everything to hurt her, but she couldn’t, right?
She looked at Ezequiel standing there watching the show, and then looked at Desmond going crazy in front of her.
In the middle of the night, can you spare her….
She forcefully pulled her hand out and said, “Can we talk about it tomorrow? You should go back and get some sleep first. We can discuss it when you’re awake again.”
The words were not finished when Desmond suddenly embraced her.
He kept saying sorry, tears streaming down her neck and into her collar, crying like a grown man turned into a tearful person.
Guadalupe was stunned.
She couldn’t explain what she felt in her heart, only feeling absurd and desolate.
This was not the scene of a divorce battle she had imagined. This guy had always been proud and arrogant, with a bad temper and an overpowering need for control… He should not be the person in front of her, no matter
what.
“Could you please let go of me first and calm down?” she softened her voice and advised.
The fiercer he became, the less he relaxed.
Desmond bargained with her. “Say that you still loved me, say that you wouldn’t leave me.”
Guadalupe had a headache.
Ezequiel, who had been standing and watching the show, made a phone. call with a frosty expression on his face.
Guadalupe heard that he seemed to have called someone up.
In no time, the property manager and security guard on the night shift arrived. Ezequiel pointed at Desmond, who was holding onto Guadalupe, and said. “This person is not from the community, get him out.”
The manager looked suspicious and said, “Mr. Hodge, please wait a moment. Let me go and check first.”
It was impossible for outsiders to enter the resident’s house without anyone noticing.
Upon investigation, he was in a dilemma. “Mr. Harrison, the owner of the 20th floor, was supposed to go upstairs, but the surveillance footage. shows that he stopped on the 13th floor. It was probably because you or Ms. Melton pressed the button to go upstairs, causing the elevator to stop on the 13th floor, resulting in this misunderstanding.”
What!
He bought a house on the 20th floor!
Guadalupe was not just overwhelmed; she was about to explode.
Was Desmond determined to entangle with her until the end?
Ezequiel also fell silent.
In a moment, he said to the property manager, “Then please trouble you to
help him back to the 20th floor.”
The property manager felt that his demands were reasonable, especially since the person in front of him was the wealthy tycoon on the top floor, making it even more impossible not to be satisfied.
He immediately ordered two security guards to assist.
Desmond was still kneeling there.
He tightly embraced Guadalupe, his tall figure pressing against her, his head buried in her neck. He had been crying and murmuring apologies just a moment ago, but now he was quiet.
The two security guards tried to pull him, but they couldn’t lift him no matter how hard they tried.
Guadalupe also helped to pull, but couldn’t pull it apart.
It seemed as if he was about to entwine with her in this position forever, never to separate.
Ezequiel came over and, without hesitation, forcefully pulled Desmond’s arm, separating him from Guadalupe.
