Luna's hands held onto the wheelchair handles tightly.
Gwen raised her head and fixed her eyes on Ben as if she did not hear the woman's words. Her voice was cold and distant, without an ounce of warmth. "Who is she?"
Ben frowned but did not say anything.
Gwen raised her voice, but the chill in her tone persisted, "Ben Zeller, who is she?!"
"I am Ben's girlfriend." The woman laughed lightly, leaning her entire body on him, "But don't misunderstand, he didn’t cheat on you. We just confirmed our relationship today. That's all because yo
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Gwen closed her eyes. "Ben Zeller, are you mute?"
Only then did Ben frown, his voice displaying his displeasure. "Isn't it the same, whether I'm the one who says it or Clover says it? Clover is my girlfriend, w e only decided to be together this afternoon. We already finalized our divorce this morning, you have n o right to interfere in my private affairs."
Gwen started laughing coldly, but as she laughed, her tears started to fall.
Luna's hands clenched into fists.
Ben pursed his lips, dragged the woman named Clover
behind him and strode into the villa. When he walked past Gwen, she reached out instinctively and held onto his wrist.
He shrugged her off coldly. "Gwen Larson, we are divorced now. You are no longer worthy of me."
With that, he raised his legs and left.
Gwen’s hand hung in mid-air.
"Ben Zeller!” When he walked past Luna, she sucked in a deep breath, forcing the two words out of her lips.
Ben frowned but before he could turn to look at her, Luna’s fist had landed square on his face.
Luna tunneled all of her energy into this punch.
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