Chapter 12

That realization was like a dull blade, cutting mercilessly at Maverick's nerves. He completely lost control. With a sudden sweep of his arm, he sent everything on the coffee table crashing to the floor. The crystal ashtray, coffee mugs and decorative ornaments all shattered into pieces, scattering everywhere. Like a wild beast that had lost all reason, he rampaged through the living room, smashing anything within reach. He was trying desperately to vent the terror and despair that were tearing him apart from the inside. "Why? Why did she leave? I loved her so much! I did so much for her! How could she be so heartless?" he roared as he smashed things. Tears and sweat streamed down his face, leaving him looking disheveled. Just then, Dennis' calm voice cut through the chaos. "Mr. Pitt, please calm down. You have a severe fear of flying. You can't leave the country to chase after her. Besides…" Dennis paused, lifted his eyes, and looked at him with a complicated expression. His ton