Ex-Wife Too Hard To Woo

“Get out of here! Get the hell out of my way!”

When Melody saw that the fool had pulled her clothes in public, she blushed.

Almost everyone in the Scott family followed Arlo and left. She wanted to ask for help, but she sadly found that all the people at the scene, were waiting for a good show, and no one was willing to come forward to help her at all.

“Let go of me! You fool, you get off me quick! I don’t even know you, you’ve mistaken me for someone else!”

“Are you really mistaken for someone else?” Freya suddenly spoke coolly to the fool and asked.

“How can that be! I remember the smell of my wife!”

The fool held onto Melody for dear life, as if he was afraid that someone else would steal his wife away from him.

“Yes, my wife still has a big red mole on her back!” Saying that, that fool’s hand pushed so hard that he actually ripped off a large piece of fabric directly from Melody’s back.

“Get lost!” Melody shouted at the top of her voice, she went to cover her exposed back with all her might, but the fool slapped her hand aside, and her back clearly displayed in front of the crowd.

Between the hideous, crisscrossing wounds is a red mole the size of a thumbnail cap.

At first, many of them thought that the fool was going crazy and fooling around, and they also had pity for the girl, but only because of Kieran’s authority, they did not dare to go forward to help easily.

Now, seeing the wound on Melody’s back and the mole, they had to believe, even if they found it unbelievable, that the radiant Miss Scott was really this fool’s wife!

With that fool’s status, it was impossible for him to know the hidden secrets in Melody’s body, unless, between them, there had really been an untold story.

Many people on the scene had heard the story of the fool and the woman who had been picked up from the pigsty as gossip.

It is said that the fool was particularly violent, punching and kicking the woman day and night.

It’s so unusual for the high and mighty Miss Scott to have so many scars on her body!

The way the fool treated her, there was only one possibility, she was the woman who had crawled out from inside the pigsty!

The eyes of the men at the scene looked at Melody and instantly changed.

What was once admiration has turned to contempt, and disdain.

What they were after was the beautiful, unattainable Miss Scott, not a dirty woman who smelled of pig dung and had been played with by fools!

“There’s a red mole! You won’t get away with it this time! You’re my wife!”

With that, the fool lifted Melody onto his shoulders and led her downstairs with a smile.

“I’m not! You let go of me! You get off me! Help!”

“Why do I smell like pig dung?” Someone in the crowd said this, but the crowd hurriedly stepped back to make way for Melody and that fool, afraid of getting the smell of pig dung on her.

Hearing this voice and looking at the unconcealed disgust of the people around her, Melody’s emotions completely collapsed.

She went mad and tore at the fool, unable to gouge his ugly face.

“Wife, you hit me?!”

The fool touched his face, and when he saw the blood on his hands, shock was instantly written all over his face, followed by a gut-wrenching rage.

He directly slammed Melody to the ground with a fierce hand and punched and kicked at her, “How dare you hit me! Now I’ll beat you to death! I’ll kill you, you bad woman!”

Melody covered her face as she struggled desperately, but this fool was really terrible when he used his brute strength, and she could not save herself at all.

She always saw some faint hope when the hotel security came up and they stepped in, only, instead of saving her from the clutches, they threw her out of the hotel with the fool.

And that fool didn’t know any sense of propriety, righteousness or shame, on the road outside the hotel, he began to make her taste torture worse than death all over, and later, although someone from the Scott family came to her rescue, her reputation, too, had been completely ruined.

The engagement party had several farces one after another, and everyone thought that the engagement party would be cancelled, but to their surprise, Kieran acted as if nothing had happened and ordered his men to proceed with the engagement ceremony normally.

She was already married to Kieran and had children, but holding his hand, walking across the pink carpet and making a lifelong contract under the moonlight, Freya was still indescribably excited.

She was so excited that she wanted to kiss him.

However, she was too thin-skinned to do the kissing and hugging thing in public.

The guests dispersed, and Kieran and Freya returned to the old mansion.

As soon as he entered the room, Kieran’s unfathomable eyes locked onto Freya’s face.

“Freya, you’re amazing!”

Freya’s heart thumped, she knew that he was going to settle the score.

She pouted, she wanted to say, I’m great! Who made you deliberately not identify yourself with me before and I didn’t tell you about my healed face!

But she was afraid of having her legs broken, and that was something she didn’t have the guts to say.

All she could do was grunt in exasperation and proudly tilt her face aside.

“Freya, come here!”

Freya lifted her chin a little higher, not give in to Kieran’s lustful authority.

She hadn’t been arrogant for two seconds when all she felt was a tightening around her waist and she was pulled into his arms.

“Freya, why don’t you hide?” Kieran’s voice was still cool, but with a few palpitating of distress, “Freya, tonight, I’m scared.”

Freya knew that Kieran was talking about why she hadn’t dodged when that waiter threw that bowl of make-up remover on her face tonight.

He was afraid, his legs weren’t as agile and he wouldn’t be able to protect her if the contents of that bowl were so destructive.

Freya’s heart was softened and she could no longer afford to be petty with him.

She stretched out her hand and wrapped it around Kieran’s neck with a few coquettish touches, “I smelled it, it wasn’t much of a bad thing in that bowl, so I didn’t bother hiding.”

“Mr. Harper, don’t be angry anymore, okay? From now on, when people splash me, I will immediately dodge away! And, I won’t deliberately hide anything from you anymore.”

Seeing that Kieran still had a twist in his eyes, Freya continued to pout, “Honey, don’t be angry, okay?”

Freya felt she was particularly resourceful, calling him Kieran would be easy to be discovered, calling him Mr. Harper was really too stiff and awkward, and the word honey was just right.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Honey, let me give you a kiss and you can smile!”

With that, Freya gave a quick peck on Kieran’s lips.

She was just about to let go of him, and his lips, with palpitating majesty of love, pressed down.

Freya was just about to live up to this night and satisfy this shameless man, but a knock on the door sounded sharply.

Freya thought Jonathan had something urgent to ask for Kieran, so she hurriedly jumped down to open the door, but the person standing outside the door was Cealan with a cold and murderous aura.