No Mercy, No Forgiveness Novel Ch 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.
Maureen seized the opening: “Then let me treat you to dinner?”
“Fine.”
Maureen hadn’t expected such instant agreement.
Geoffrey simply followed Maureen back to Beverly Hills Villa Estate.
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The moment he stepped inside, his mood soured.
Because this property was under Gareth’s name!
His own wife, living under another man’s roof?
What would people think of him?
They’d assume Geoffrey couldn’t even house his wife–that he was downright cheap!
Unaware of his thoughts, Maureen planned to spike his food tonight for a permanent solution.
She selected ingredients online for delivery.
“Mr. Sutton, you won’t mind home cooking, will you?”
How could she possibly make her move at a restaurant?
“I’ve eaten your cooking for three years. One more time won’t hurt.”
Geoffrey responded.
Maureen smiled, then headed to the kitchen to cook after the groceries arrived.
Truth was, she never knew how to cook before marriage. She’d learned slowly after wedding Geoffrey.
Yet Geoffrey never showed gratitude, always taking it for granted–just
like now.
Geoffrey sat in the living room, his gaze lingering on Maureen as if
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he’d never tire of watching her.
Maureen brought dish after dish to the table, slipping something extra into the Sweet and Sour Fish–Geoffrey’s favorite.
They sat facing each other.
Geoffrey hadn’t shared a meal with her like this in ages. He didn’t touch his chopsticks.
Maureen used the serving spoon to heap fish into his bowl.
“You promised it wouldn’t hurt.”
Hearing this, Geoffrey picked up his chopsticks and slowly ate the fish.
Maureen watched him, tension coiling tight in her chest.
This time, she’d mixed sleeping pills into the food.
Worried the dose was too weak, she kept spooning more fish into Geoffrey’s bowl.
Geoffrey’s dark eyes locked onto her. “Why aren’t you eating?”
“Not very hungry. You should have more.”
Maureen nervously dug her nails into her palm before picking at other
dishes.
Geoffrey said nothing more. They finished the meal in silence.
He didn’t feel the slightest bit sleepy after the meal.
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Maureen was confused.
Did I put too little?
“I’ll get you some water.”
Maureen stood up and headed toward the kitchen.
But Geoffrey grabbed her wrist.
She’d been unusually attentive today.
Hadn’t she claimed not to care for him anymore?
Was everything before just an act, and this her true self?
Maureen flinched, afraid he’d discovered something, only to hear him
ask:
“Isn’t there water in the living room?
Why go to the kitchen?”
Maureen relaxed: “I wanted bottled water.”
“Don’t bother.”
Geoffrey stared into Maureen’s amber eyes, his throat bobbing. “I’m not thirsty.”
His grip didn’t loosen; instead, it tightened.
“Maureen, tell me truthfully–do you still have feelings for me?”
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The question came abruptly.
Before she could process it, Geoffrey pressed: “Didn’t you say you lost your memory?
I need to know–could you still fall for me again?”
The air seemed to freeze.
Maureen didn’t know how to answer.
Truthfully, after choosing to divorce Geoffrey and leave, she’d given up all hope for their relationship.
She pried his fingers open, one by one.
“Mr. Sutton, to be honest, you’re exceptional–someone I could never measure up to. I truly admire you.”
Admiration, not affection.
Geoffrey remembered Maureen’s confession years ago.
She’d said: “Geoffrey, I love you. Not just because you’re remarkable. No matter who you become, I’ll love you.”
Back then, she’d stood outside Sutton Group like a fool.
His throat tightened. “So you feel nothing for me now?”
He rose, backing Maureen against the wall as he leaned in.
Their breaths mingled in the narrow space between them.
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“Who do you love then?
Gareth?
Why didn’t he come back with you?”
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