Even in flats, she looked to be about the same height as Clark.
The longer she stared, the more her heart sank.
Marjorie didn't even snap out of her trance until West had walked past her and disappeared into the distance.
Two people who were once in love were now like strangers passing on the street.
Her heart was bleeding.
"Marjorie, why… why aren't you answering your phone?" Clark grabbed her arm, a wave of irritation washing over him as he saw her gaze still following West.
But the thought of that damning video forced him to swallow his anger.
The feeling of his hand on her arm finally pulled Marjorie back to reality.
She yanked her arm away, her expression frigid and her voice devoid of any warmth. "What are you doing here? I don't want to see you right now. Leave."
Her words confirmed his fears. She knew about the video.
His face fell. Knowing he was in the wrong, he immediately softened his tone.
"Marjorie, I'm a bastard. I'm so sorry. You can punish me however you want, just don't ignore me. I love you more than anyone, I swear it."
"Hah. Swear? Is your word worth anything anymore? How long have you been with her? When did you meet?"
Seeing that Marjorie was willing to talk about it, Clark thought he might still have a chance. The lies came easily.
"She's my ex-girlfriend. Her new boyfriend wasn't treating her well, so she reached out to me, but…"
Clark’s eyes flickered before he continued.
"Let me explain. I was drunk. I completely lost control. For all I know, she might have drugged me. I would never do anything to hurt you. You have to believe me, Marjorie."

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