A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 318 I Slept With Him

With the phone held up to her ear, Maria turned around. It was getting a little cold, so she wanted to get in the car.

Just as she turned, James approached her with a coat in his hands and draped it over her shoulders.

In the silence of the night, Norman's voice was very clear over the phone.

"It doesn't matter. What matters is that you've succeeded, Maria!" Looking into James' eyes, Maria couldn't say a word.

"Why are you silent?" James asked flatly, staring back at her.

Norman heard his voice. "Is Mr. Xi with you now? Maria, let's talk later." Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Okay," Maria replied softly, feeling a lump in her throat.

The call ended.

James took her hand and silently led her to his car.

As soon as Summer saw them approaching, she opened the backseat door.

James got into the car first this time. Of course, Maria knew that she couldn't run away. She had barely placed one foot into the car when James reached out and yanked her forward.

She landed on his legs, sitting sideways and facing the window.

Surprised by the scene, Summer quickly closed the door for them, trotted to the driver's seat, and started the car.

There were several Mercedes-Benz cars before and behind James' car, and more than a dozen bodyguards were in these cars.

The atmosphere in the back seat was undoubtedly tense. James' hand reached into Maria's skirt.

She instantly grabbed it and took a deep breath before saying, "Thank you for tonight."

James firmly clenched her wrist with his free hand while searching for the gun. It didn't take long before he found it.

He took it out and found that it was loaded with bullets.

"You're crazy," he sneered.

Maria wanted to get off his lap, but he pressed her down firmly on his legs and hissed, "Be a good girl." Trying to stay composed, she asked softly, "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" James raised an eyebrow as he played with the gun in his hand. "Maria, do you need me to remind you whose woman you are now?"

Maria swallowed hard, but stayed silent.

"My woman is working for another man. How do you think that makes me feel?" he continued in an unsettlingly calm tone.

Keeping her face devoid of emotion, she reached out and held down his hand that was playing with the gun.

"I know you're angry, but you can't do anything to hurt him. Promise me."

A ghost of a smile spread across his face, his eyes still cold. "Why do you care whether I hurt him or not?" "James!" Maria looked into his eyes. "He saved my life. Besides, he's your half-brother. It's not

worth it. You shouldn't be hurting him, especially because of me!" "In my opinion, this is a competition between men. There is no room for considering whom he saved or whom he's related to." He closed his hand over hers and pulled her closer, making her lean against his chest with her face bent dangerously close to his.

Maria shifted a little uneasily. "But why? He might be your biggest rival in the business world, but outside of that, he's your younger brother. Shouldn't you give in to him a little?"

"Is there any rule that the elder brother must give in to the younger one? Besides, when have I ever said that he's my brother?" As far as he was concerned, he only had one brother, and that was Cooper.

Even if Cooper were in Norman's position, he might be ready to give him his company, or maybe even his life, but he would never give in when it came to his woman.

Maria sighed and put her arms around his neck, trying to coax him. "Don't treat Norman as your enemy. He isn't even focusing on the finance industry now. He has no intention of competing with you."

"Not focusing on the finance industry, but he's in the business of training assassins?"

Maria's heart skipped a beat. How could he know? Had Lawrence told him about it?

As if reading her mind, James continued dully, "Let me guess. After saving you, he trained you to be an assassin. But you're not like all the other assassins. After all, you're the ex-wife of his half- brother."

Maria looked at him silently, not daring to speak.

"He fell in love with you while training you. That's why, when you came back to H City, he told me that he wanted to marry you.

Are you the time bomb that he has trained to spy on me and take me out if need be? Hmm?" He pinched her chin hard, forcing her to speak up.

The truth was, except for his guess that Norman had feelings for her, James was right about everything.

"I don't want to answer you," Maria said coldly, not flinching the slightest bit.

James pursed his lips in displeasure. "Have you slept with him?"

She could tolerate all his words and insults except this one. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped him.

The crisp sound of her palm meeting his cheek resounded through the car. Summer jumped in her seat and almost drove the car into the median strip.

James' face tilted to the side slightly, but he turned back to Maria and smiled coldly as if nothing had happened. "Did you lose your temper because you're ashamed?"

Gritting her teeth, Maria yelled, "Stop the car!"

She slipped off his legs and slid over to the door. She was afraid that if she didn't get out of the car right now, she would end up slapping him again.

Summer turned the steering wheel towards the side of the road to stop the car.

However, James asked in a cold voice, "Summer, whose assistant are you? Did I tell you to stop the car?"

Summer instantly stopped what she was doing and drove straight forward. She felt a little aggrieved, but there was nothing she could say in her defense.

Maria glared at James with hatred. "Fine, I'll just jump out of the moving car!"

With that, she turned the handle to open the door.

In her urgency to get out of the car, she had forgotten that the child lock was on, so the door would only open if Summer unlocked it.

"Summer, open the door!" she yelled, desperately patting the window.

Summer continued driving, feeling helpless. "Maria, hold on. We'll be there soon. I will stop the car then."

Maria looked at the scenery outside the window and recognized that they were on the way to James' manor. "No, I won't go to his place. Open the door for me right now." Why did he have to make things so difficult for her?

"Maria, I work for James, so I have to listen to him. Don't worry. Once you reach the manor, everything will be okay," Summer coaxed, keeping her eyes on the road. She would take paid leave for a week, starting from tomorrow. She couldn't afford to offend her boss at such a critical time, so she had no choice but to offend her friend instead.

Maria was so frustrated that she banged her head against the back of the seat and growled, "James, let me get out!"

"You want to leave after slapping me? Do you think I'm a pushover?" James asked coolly, keeping his eyes lowered as he played with the gun in his hand.

It was custom-made, with small letters carved at the front end. In the dim light of the car, he couldn't make out the letters clearly.

Maria turned and looked at his side profile. All of a sudden, all her anger went up into smoke. How could he be so calm when she was about to explode with anger? No, she wouldn't allow it. Raising her lips into a defiant smile, she said, "Since you want to know, I'll tell you. If I hadn't slept with Norman, why would he say that he wanted to marry me?"

Just as she had expected, there was a dramatic change in James' expression

His sharp eyes were brimming with rage as he turned to look at her. Raising her chin with the gun in his hand, he said in a low voice, "Watch your words."

But she stared at him fearlessly. "You wanted the answer, didn't you? I've made it clear that I have slept with Norman."

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