A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 211 James Got Jealous

Maria actually had no clue that her purse had been stolen amidst her heated fight with those men just now.

Fortunately for her, as the thief was passing by Kent and the man, he overheard that the owner of the purse he had plucked was none other than James' woman, so he quietly put her purse back.

All this was unbeknownst to Maria when she grabbed her purse and headed outside the bar. Once outside, she drank the fresh air greedily, glad to be free of the alcoholic smell of the bar interior.

A gust of cold wind enveloped her, and she shivered.

After sending his two friends off, Kent found Maria standing motionlessly in front of the bar. He trotted over and said warmly, "Maria, I haven't had any drinks. I can drive you back."

Maria shot him a peculiar glance. "How old are you?"

Though confused, Kent answered honestly, "22." He was one year younger than Ronald.

"Don't hang out with Ronald anymore," Maria said seriously. She believed Kent could grow up to be a fine young man if he was set on the right track.

"Didn't Ronald go to jail?" He raised an eyebrow. Kent had heard all about how it was this very woman in front of him who had sent Ronald to jail. While he might not have known how true this was, he didn't dare to ask anything more.

"Yes, he did," Maria said indifferently. "Let's go. I didn't bring a car here. Please give me a ride."

"Okay, I'll get my car."

Kent drove his car over and stopped in front of her. Then he got out of the car and opened the door to the passenger seat for her.

Maria took her seat graciously. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Where do you live, Maria?" Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Golden Mansion."

"Okay." 'Golden Mansion is home to the most expensive apartments in H City. There is no way she is able to afford a place there on her own; James must've bought her a unit.'

Truly, it was good for a man to have money-and better for a woman to have a man with money.

When they arrived at the Golden Mansion, Kent parked the car beside Maria's building.

Kent got out and quickly trotted over to the other side of the car to open the door for Maria, holding out one hand to support her.

Maria waved his hand away dismissively. "I'm not drunk, I had only three glasses."

She was telling the truth. Other than feeling a bit lightheaded, she was sober.

Kent let go of her arm submissively. "Okay. Then, I'll let you go upstairs by yourself."

Maria wanted to nod, but then she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye. A familiar car was parked nearby, and a man who looked even more familiar was leaning against it, gazing at them intently.

Smiling, she flung one arm around Kent's shoulder, while she used her other arm to support her head. "Ah, I feel dizzy."

Kent, on full alert, caught her immediately. "Maria, if you don't mind, I'll walk you upstairs." He had no malicious intentions. He had seen how feisty Maria could get if anyone made one wrong move with her. He dared not overthink the situation.

"Okay!" Maria smiled at him sweetly, which made Kent almost forget to breathe.

Kent muttered awkwardly, "Sorry if I offend you." Then he held firmly onto her arm around his shoulder with one hand and used his other to support her by the waist. The two started to walk towards the apartment building a little unsteadily.

However, before they could even take two steps, a voice interrupted them. "Maria Song, what time is it now?"

The cold voice sent a shiver down Kent's spine. Looking up, he saw a domineering figure of a man in front of them. He immediately let go of Maria. "Hi, Mr. Xi."

Fortunately, Maria was not actually drunk. When Kent suddenly let go of her, she lost her balance for a moment but was eventually able to find her footing. Ignoring James' question, she held Kent's arm tightly and held her chin up high. "You almost threw me to the ground."

The man didn't reply. Under the dim street lamp, his cold gaze fell on the arm she was clutching, which made Kent extremely uncomfortable.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, but to James' disgust, Maria had been out hanging out with another man. He wondered silently if he should teach her a lesson.

In Kent's eyes, James was like a cheetah hiding in the darkness, waiting patiently to pounce on his prey. His eyes shone sharply, a frightening aura emanating from him. Kent felt like he was the prey, trembling out in the open with no place to hide.

Kent tried to pry Maria's hand off his arm, but she held on stubbornly. "Stop it!" she whined.

"Maria! Please, please let me go. I'm the only child in my family. Please let go of me for the sake of the Jiang family. On behalf of my family and our ancestors, I beg you..."

Kent whispered desperately, effectively making Maria feel guilty.

Finally, she let him go, and he hurried back to his car and sped off as fast as he could.

Maria helplessly watched as the car left. She regretted not asking him to take her with him.

Taking a deep breath, she staggered forward. Chuckling at the man in front of her, she asked, "What're you doing here, Mr. Xi? Waiting for me? Did you come here so late to sleep with me? I'm telling you—it's not going to happen!"

Then, she lost her balance and fell forward, into the arms of the man.

James was taken aback.

He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms. She reeked of alcohol and her face was flushed a bright red. "Get away from me," he said tightly.

Maria didn't listen to him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in closer. "If you wanted me to stay away from you, why did you come to see me?"

"I passed by to get some documents," he answered defensively.

"Oh, sure," Maria said knowingly, winking at the man. "Guess if I believe you or not? I know you want to sleep with me. You should've just said so. Don't use documents as some lame excuse. Liar!"

He slipped his hands around her waist. "Where did you go?" "I went to a bar." Unfortunately, a gang of men ruined the night for her.

He tightened his grip on her waist.

Maria cried out in a soft voice. "You're hurting me!¹'

The woman's cries of pain sounded quite sensual in the dark.

After the man loosened his grip a little, Maria punched him on the shoulder and whined. "You hurt me. That means I get to hit you back in return."

James leaned against the car with ease, watching her in amusement.

The woman didn't disappoint him. She became very bold when the alcohol hit.

After she gave him a light punch, she started throwing a couple more punches, hitting harder each time.

Not only that, she pinched and scratched him. After crying and laughing for a while, she said, "I sacrifice my sleep time to satisfy your sexual needs every day, only for you to lose your temper with me! You're a jerk! Why don't you just ignore me? Don't come to me ever again!”

Maria had wanted to hit him for a long time now, but she never found the chance. Now that she finally had an opportunity to do so, she tried to make the most of it.

"I'm very vindictive. You can't sleep in my bed tonight. If you insist coming to my apartment, you will have to sleep in the bathtub later. The bed is mine."

"Are you done yet?"

"Shush! Don't interrupt me. I'm not done yet. I want to give you two more slaps. What do you think?"

"How about I tell you the answer in bed?"

"Forget it. I know you won't agree, you petty man." Maria threw herself at him. "Carry me upstairs."

"Walk by yourself!" He plucked her off him impatiently.

In less than three seconds, Maria flung herself at him again. "You scared the young man away! He could've carried me upstairs. Call him back."

Hearing the woman mentioning about the young man, James felt quite annoyed. "What? Am I that old?"