A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 356 A Perfect Match

Colby was too busy trying to save the company to bother with Peggy, so that matter came to an end.

Back then, everyone in H City was afraid of James, including Maria. Now, that no longer held true for her.

James had been away for a business trip. In the morning of the third day, she sent him a message. "I dreamed about you last night."

A smile broke across James' face when he saw the message. "Okay," he replied to let her know that he had read it.

"You were standing on a beach," came the next message.

He didn't reply.

"I poked you with a small stick and said, 'Hey, little tortoise! Your shell is hard.'"

James was not amused.

Maria stumbled upon the joke while she was browsing her phone earlier and had the idea to tease him with it.

Little did she know that James was on his way back.

Maria put away her phone and drove to the company.

However, her good mood evaporated when she bumped into a Cadillac from the other side of the road.

Her morning suddenly made a turn for the worse. She thought that her driving skills had considerably improved, and she always drove James' gift with extreme caution. Even so, she ended up getting into an accident.

'Is this divine retribution because I called him a tortoise? It came too soon!" she complained in her head.

Fortunately, it was only a minor accident.

A bit shaken, she emerged from the car to see the occupants of the other vehicle, a man and a woman, getting out of theirs.

The woman was the one behind the wheel. "Honey, I was so scared! I didn't mean it," she said, trembling within the circle of the man's arms.

"Don't be afraid. It'll be fine. I'll take care of it," the man comforted her.

Maria rolled her eyes. Against her will, she identified what she was feeling as envy.

Maria was itching to call James up and flaunt their relationship in front of these two lovebirds.

She did end up calling him. "James, I scratched someone else's car..." Before she could finish, the other woman interrupted her loudly.

"Scratch? Your car bumped into mine. Look, the bumper had fallen off!"

Maria gave her a cold glance. "Your bumper is broken; mine isn't." "Where are you?" asked James.

Maria immediately told him her location. 'He'll probably send someone to deal with it.'

The woman plastered herself to the man's chest. "Babe, look at her. She is so fierce."

Maria rolled her eyes again. 'I only said the truth. Why did that make me fierce?'

"Don't worry, honey! Leave it to me."

Staring at Maria, he asked politely, "Miss, what are you going to do about this?"

"Please wait for little bit. Someone will come and take care of this."

"Shouldn't you call the insurance company?" the man asked in confusion.

Maria was a little bewildered. "I don't know-l'm not the owner. Can we discuss this when he comes?" She had yet to deal with this kind of thing on her own. The last time she bumped into James' car, he handled it for her.

The woman swept her with an assessing glance from head to foot, as if gauging whether Maria was pretending.

Before long, the one Maria was waiting arrived.

Maria stared at the Harkim, wondering who James had sent for her this time. To her surprise, James himself emerged out of the car.

Remembering the scene earlier, she ran and threw herself into James' arms dramatically. "Darling! I was so frightened just now!"

Her weird behavior struck James speechless. 'Frightened? Just because of this little accident? Do you think I would believe that?'

Even with these thoughts running through his mind, James knew that Maria's pride was on the line. He had no choice but to cooperate.

Tenderly cradling her in his arms, he reassured her, "Leave it to me. Don't worry."RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Maria buried her face in his chest and asked in a low voice, "When did you get back?"

"Just now." His original plan was to go to the company, but he had to drive straight to where she was after receiving her call.

"Okay."

Gary went to deal with the accident in person. It was all pretty straightforward-he gave the couple enough money to get a new bumper installed, and the matter was done.

Before getting into the car, the woman threw her and James a look that was burning with jealousy.

"Honey, the way she looked at me was so fierce," simpered Maria slyly in James' arms.

"How about I gouge out her eyeballs and give them to you?" James asked in a gentle voice while stroking her hair.

Maria inwardly shook her head at James. Really, the man had absolutely no romantic bone in his body. Once the other couple had disappeared from sight, her coquettishness dissipated. Keeping him at arm's length, she asked him warily, "Did you say it on purpose?"

"Yes," James readily admitted. Then, he reached out his hand and pinched Maria's chin. "I'll teach you a lesson tonight. Get in the car!" 'How dare you call me tortoise? I'll make you regret even thinking of it!'

Once inside the car, James gave her a little lecture. "If you're not confident about driving through such a narrow lane, then stop and let the other one pass first. If you are in someone else's way, give him the car key and make him drive your car away."

His words made sense to Maria.

"Just stop when a vehicle is coming toward you on a narrow road. He will find a way to make you pass when he sees that you're a lady."

"What if the driver is another woman with lamentable driving skills like me?" It was a trick question.

Throwing her an indifferent glance, James answered flatly, "Then call me. I'll come and help."

"That's troublesome."

"Then deal with it by yourself according to the situation."

That shut Maria up.

That night, James' lesson kept Maria begging for mercy. "You're a tortoise, and I'm a turtle. We are the perfect match!" She hadn't expected James to take the joke so seriously.

James stared down at her with his deep, unreadable eyes, wondering why a tortoise and a turtle were a perfect match.

After that, Maria was left moaning even more miserably.

Because of James' help, Rosa fell into the trap. Soon, news of the fraudulent donation made by the wife of the chairman of HM Group hit the headlines.

It was a considerable amount—five million dollars.

If Rosa failed to clear her name, she would be sentenced to jail.

Maria thought that with the mess Colby and Rosa were in, she could handle her work easily and think about the next step in her plan to ruin them.

However, something terrible happened.

Disaster struck in another form altogether.

It was about Bob.

Bob was seriously ill.

As she was signing various documents in her office, Maria received a call. "It's me. What's going on with Bob?"

"Ms. Song, Bob is in a serious condition."

"What happened?" Maria demanded, shooting up to her feet. Blood drained from her face.

She had always dreaded to hear such words the most. It was unreal that she was hearing them now.

It was difficult to calm herself down.

"Bob seemed to be feeling unwell, so we took him to a doctor for examination. The doctor told us that he has leukemia."

"What? Leukemia?" Maria stumbled around the words. It suddenly felt like the sky had fallen.

"Yes, it's confirmed. Bob needs bone marrow from his immediate family members. Ms. Song, there's no time to waste. He needs to be treated as soon as possible. Bob's blood type is Rh negative, which is quite rare. Do you happen to know yours?" "Hold on." Taking several deep breaths, Maria propped herself up with a hand on the table. "You said that Bob was diagnosed with leukemia?"

"Yes." "I...I'm coming over now!" Snapping out of the haze she was in after hearing the news, she exploded into a flurry activity, gathering her things and storming out of the office without further thought.

It was fortunate that she still had the presence of mind to realize that she was in no condition to drive, so she requested for one of her assistants to drive her to Norman's villa.

Her face ashen, Maria stumbled into the villa, her high heels clicking hectically on the floor as she looked around for Bob.

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