Mariana stared at him.
Sergio had spent the previous three hours at the hospital with his son.
“And what did Sergio decide?” she asked quietly.
“Nothing official yet,” Alejandro lied smoothly.
The next afternoon, Mariana went straight to Chloe’s downtown office building.
She didn’t create a scene.
She simply asked for a private conversation.
Ten minutes later, they were sitting in a quiet booth at a nearby café.
“I assume I know why you’re here,” Chloe said, attempting to maintain her polished composure.
Mariana held her gaze. “I want to know what my husband has been telling you about me.”
Under Mariana’s steady stare, Chloe’s confidence gradually faded.
According to Chloe, Alejandro had told her the marriage was essentially over.
He claimed they had been sleeping in separate bedrooms for years, Mariana was an emotional recluse, and she had explicitly given him permission to seek companionship elsewhere.
