A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 208 A Fierce Woman

When she heard James’ question, Maria walked over to him and pulled him aside. He was the type of person to throw money at his problems. She realized this from how he had dealt with the family that time she got into a car accident.

Maria glared at the woman sitting on the ground. "I've seen a lot of people like you, faking a road crash to claim compensation."

"What are you talking about? Didn't you see how he hit me just now?"

If it was Maria driving the car, she might've just believed she actually hit the woman. But it was James who was driving. He was an exceptional driver. It was highly unlikely he hit her. "We have a dash cam in the car, we'll just review the footage." Then she pointed at a nearby surveillance camera. "Look there. There is a surveillance camera over there. Ma'am, you must be a green hand in doing this, aren't you? Do you want me to teach you?"

The woman shrank under Maria's ferocity, utterly floored.

Maria triumphantly crossed her arms over her chest. "I might be young, but I'm a pro at blackmailing others. I have been through a lot, which made me as capable as I am today."

By then, James had had enough. He grabbed Maria by the hand and tried to pull her aside, wanting to deal with this situation himself. Nothing was a problem if it could be solved with money. He didn't find it necessary to talk to that woman.

But Maria just shook off his hand and shouted, "Don't touch me! I'm going to get her to show you her true colors!"

Then, turning back to face the cowering woman, she continued. "If you don't admit it now, I'll call the police. This man has money and power. He will put you in jail for a year or maybe more. Ma'am,

how'd you get up by yourself? I thought you said your leg was broken."

As Maria was talking, the woman had gotten to her feet and was picking up her bike.

As she wheeled her bike away, she addressed James, "Young man, it's rare to find such a spirited girlfriend. You should cherish her. Anyways, I'll be leaving now!"

'Spirited?'

James was amused by the word. Taking a look at the outraged woman in front of him, he found that the word was very apt.

When she was pissed off and determined to stand her ground, even he wasn't able to stop her.

"What're you looking at?" Maria asked grumpily.

Eyes twinkling in amusement, James replied, "You are indeed spirited."

Maria rolled her eyes. They got back in the car.

As Maria was fastening her seat belt, she complained, "I don't want to use this car anymore. Whoever drives it will hit someone, the car's feng shui isn't good!"

The man glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "Don't be too superstitious."

"It's not superstition. Ever heard of that saying? 'The end of science is mystery, and the end of mystery is divinity.' Get it now?"

James didn't reply. Instead, he smiled slightly.

Once they arrived at the Fairview Villa, Maria started preparing dinner. While she was busy cooking, James took out his tablet and started browsing through the pictures of furniture his assistant had

sent.

Maria didn't expect that they would share taste in interiors. When the two of them poured over the pictures of furniture, she liked whatever he picked out, and he had nodded silently at the ones she had chosen.

Before he left on the business trip to the US, James had a special assistant purchase all the furniture they picked and had him make sure they'd be delivered to and set up in the apartment within the week.

When he returned from his trip, he found that Maria's apartment was spruced up already, and that she had actually been living there the past two nights.

When he dropped by to visit, he found that the lock on the door was installed with a face recognition system and a password. However, Maria deliberately kept the password a secret from James.

Thus, each time he came over, she had to open the door for him personally.

One day, after they had sex, something suddenly crossed James' mind. "Stay indoors the next two days." All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What?" Maria stared at him blankly.

The man glanced at her, eyebrow raised. "Your period," he said flatly.

It wasn't until then that Maria understood what he was talking about. To her surprise, he had been keeping track of her menstrual cycle. Clutching a pillow tightly to her chest, she looked at him with wide eyes. "I haven't had an appetite lately and I've been feeling nauseous. Do you think I'm pregnant?"

James was pulling on his pajamas when he heard her question. He stopped. Then he turned around and gazed at the woman intensely. He couldn't rule out this possibility. After all, they had been together a lot recently. Although they had been cautious most of the time, there was one or two instances he didn't have the time to put on a condom.

He said decisively, "Take a pregnancy test."

Maria then burst into laughter. "Oh, I'm just kidding. You wear condoms most of the time, and those few times you don't, I take pills. Don't worry." Her eyes gleamed mischievously. She was just teasing him.

The man sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her seriously. "I'll take you to the hospital then."

Maria gaped at him. She wondered if she had gone too far. "I really don't need to. My period will come the day after tomorrow at the latest. I just wanted to make fun of you, that's all. I didn't expect you would take it so seriously."

"Do you not have the guts to go?"

Maria's lips parted hesitantly. "Shut up, I'll be there!"

She wasn't worried in the least. Her period had arrived on schedule last month, perhaps it was just a little late this month.

On the morning of the second day, just when Maria thought that James had forgotten about it, he called. "Are you awake?"

"Yes." She was having breakfast.

"I'll pick you up later."

"What for?"

The man was silent for a moment. "To go to the hospital."

Maria was speechless. "Are we really going?" "Mhm." 'Fine. I'll go. I'm sure I'm not pregnant anyway. It'll just be a check-up!' she told herself.

An hour later, the two of them emerged from the outpatient department and got in James' car together.

The man was expressionless, whereas the woman was in a good mood. She hummed a happy tune as she retouched her makeup.

On their way back to Maria's apartment, James didn't utter a single word. Eyeing at his strange expression curiously, she asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you happy or unhappy knowing I'm not pregnant?"

She had told him she was just joking about the pregnancy, yet he had insisted on having her checked at the hospital.

The test confirmed she was indeed not pregnant.

James answered her in a light tone, "I'm not happy that I can't dig the baby out of your belly."

"Jesus! You freak!"

"Stop cursing me, Maria Song!"

"Why should I? You're such a pervert!" No one would happily have a child poached, yet James seemed to be an exception. What was wrong with this man?

James was a little annoyed at her outburst. He pulled over on the side of the road.

"What are you doing?" Maria demanded.

She didn't think her comment was that bad.

The man didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from a hidden compartment and took out one. He cracked open the window and lit it.

Maria stared at him, dumbfounded. "I'm going to quit smoking," she said icily. "Aren't you?"

James ignored her and took a long drag from his cigarette.

Enraged, the woman snapped. "Get out of the car!"

Why was he acting so strangely?

James obediently stepped out of the car.

Maria was speechless, angry, and confused. She clambered from the passenger seat into the driver's seat and locked the doors.

Starting the car, she stepped on it and drove off, leaving James in the dust.

James watched the receding car. She actually left him behind.

He pulled out his phone and tried to call her. Maria knew it was him without needing to check the phone, so she didn't answer it.

In the end, she had no idea how James made it back to the office. Despite this, she left the Harkim in the parking lot of the building and left the car keys with the security guard, instructing him to give them to Summer.

The two began to give each other the silent treatment. James didn't go to the apartment to look for her, and Maria didn't take the initiative to contact him, either.

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