A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 74

Alina endured the embarrassment and humiliation Maria put her through tonight. But it was only a matter of time until Alina got her revenge. Sooner or later, she would trample on Maria in a way the latter wouldn't be able to get back on her feet.

Half an hour later, many ambulances and police cars arrived at the exhibition center. The road near the banquet hall was cordoned off, preventing other cars from getting in.

The black Harkim, which had been parked for a long time at the roadside, slowly left at that moment.

As soon as James arrived at the company, he went back to his work. However, he seemed quite absent-minded, looking at the document in his hand. After a while, he thumped the papers in his hands on the desk and irritatedly pulled out his phone to call Lawrence. "Hey, dude. What are you up to?"

"I've just finished my training. Now I'm on my way to the dormitory. What happened?" Lawrence didn't think that James would call him in the middle of the night just to keep in touch or chit chat.

"So you haven't come back yet?"

"Nah. The mission isn't over," Lawrence answered in a relaxed tone.

After a moment of silence, James finally said, "Okay, I got it. Let's have a drink after you get back."

"Are you sure there isn't any particular reason for you to call me right now?" Lawrence couldn't believe that James was about to hang up already.

In fact, he seemed to have sensed something was off with James that night. Although James did want to ask Lawrence about Maria, he stopped on second thought.

"Nothing. Got to go." James hung up the phone.

Looking at the call log, Lawrence was at a loss. That was less than a minute call. He raised his eyebrows, wondering why his best friend was such a freak.

At four o'clock in the morning, James finally lay in his bed. But as soon as he closed his eyes, his phone screen lit up in the dark bedroom.

He stretched out his hand, but didn't fumble for the device immediately.

About half a minute later, he sat on his bed and grabbed the phone on the nightstand. Annoyed, he opened his WeChat app.

A message from Maria popped up. "I got injured. Won't you come over to take care of me?" The nerves that had been tense all this time relaxed a little after reading her message. He quickly typed a reply. "Do I have anything to do with it?"

"Of course! If you had given me a ride, I wouldn't have been so seriously injured. Don't you think?"

James paused for a second and thought about what she said. Then he typed again, "Don't bother me anymore, or I'll block you."

After that, Maria was surprisingly obedient. She didn't send him another text message within the next half an hour.

Still, James couldn't fall asleep. Lying in the bed with his eyes closed, he kept wondering about her injuries as her words echoed in his mind. "You're really a heartless man."

At five o'clock in the morning, the phone screen lit up again. This time, it was a message from Lawrence. "James, Maria is injured. It seems quite serious. I can't go back to take care of her. If you're free during the day, could you pay her a visit on my behalf?"

James sighed as he read the message.

He held himself back from saving Maria for the second time but still couldn't escape the fate of taking care of her after she got injured.

So, at half-past six in the morning, a Harkim arrived at the parking lot of a small hotel. Once the car stopped, a man in a white shirt and black suit pants got out of the driver's seat.

Clenching his jaw, the man had a stern look on his face as he walked into the hotel with something in his hand.

When the doorbell rang, Maria turned over in her bed, annoyed by the noise. At last, she got up and opened the door with her messy long hair. "You lunatic! Why are you ringing my doorbell so early in the morning? You're killing me..."

When she recognized the man at the door, she swallowed whatever she was going to say next.

Sobering up from her drowsiness, she asked, "Why are you here?" She looked at the man in the corridor, surprised that he had come so early.

James, on the other hand, seemed reluctant to be there.

Nevertheless, he noticed Maria looked a little pale in her white silk nightgown. A few stains of blood were also showing beneath the thick bandage around her arm.

James looked down at her without saying anything. Her lips, usually covered with lipstick, looked a little pale now, but it didn't affect their charm.

Their breaths intertwined as James bent down further. With him so close, Maria plucked up her courage and raised her head to kiss his tightly pressed thin lips.

James was taken aback by the sudden attack.

The kiss felt different from the ones Maria had given him in the past. Those were just light, gentle, and brief pecks. So once she took the initiative this time, James couldn't hold himself anymore. He quickly responded to her, parting his lips to deepen their kiss.

Since Maria had returned to H City, that was the first time she and James shared a real kiss. It had taken her almost two months and a lot of efforts, but it was finally happening.

As Maria saw it, this had been a difficult goal to achieve. James wasn't an easy man to seduce.

Once his big hands felt her through her soft silk nightgown, he lost control altogether. Pressing Maria under him, he kissed her even more passionately.

The two people who had been abstinent for a long time seemed like fire and gasoline burning together.

At a very critical moment, James felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He opened his eyes, coming to his senses.

When he looked at the woman, whose nightgown he had ripped off, regret flashed through his eyes. Underneath him, Maria was slightly flushed. As it seemed, she had lost herself as much as he had in their passionate moment.

Panting, James stood up and adjusted himself before answering the phone. "Yes. It's me."

Maria remained on the bed, her chest heaving. She wanted to curse. She was so close to getting what she wanted.

She wondered who the hell was on the other end of the line.

"Yes. I came to see her. She's fine. Alright, but in the future, don't ever ask me to do such a thing on your behalf again," James told him in a unfriendly tone.

Just then, Maria figured out who was calling. Sitting on the bed, regardless of her charming curves exposed to the man in the room, she roared at the phone's direction, "Lawrence Lu, you asshole! Couldn't you wait to call him later?" Lawrence was always so busy training, especially during the night. How come he was already up calling James this early in the morning? 'Damn it! ' Maria swore to herself.