A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 121

Chloe clenched her fists on the cabinet door. She took a deep breath and her eyes were red with rage. “I’ve said all I need to. If you don’t believe me, I’m done talking!”

“Have we met before, a while back?”

“Chloe, answer me,” Joseph said eagerly, leaning towards her and almost covering her beautiful back. “Have we met a long time ago?”

Chloe’s heart suddenly constricted, and her rosy lips instantly paled. “You’re overthinking it. When Grandfather arranged the marriage, that was the first time we ever laid eyes on each other. We have never met before then.”

She feared Joseph would recognize her as the little girl he had rescued ten years prior.

By the time the marriage had ended, the love and pursuit of the previous thirteen years had already been lost. If she were to recall it again, all she would get was a feeling of pity and sadness.

Chloe wanted to save her face, she did not want to reveal that she had been in love with the dog man for thirteen years.

It was too humiliating.

Joseph had a hint of disappointment in his eyes, wishing that the reality could have been different.

“Release it. Allow me to take the items. I’m departing.” Chloe’s voice quavered slightly as she yanked the cupboard door with determination.

“Chloe, you…”

“No more questions! That’s enough!”

Chloe suddenly seemed to have been struck by the most tender nerve. Her voice suddenly became sharp, “We have already split up. Joseph, do you comprehend the meaning of the word divorce?!”

“What’s the point of delving into the past like this? Even if I used to be madly in love with you, so what? I don’t love you anymore. Seeing all these things I gave you makes me feel nauseous!”

Madly in love.

Joseph heard nothing else but these three words reverberating in his mind over and over again.

His breath sank as his big hand grabbed her round shoulder and swiftly turned her small body to face him.

The man was taken aback to discover that her eyes were glowing red.

“If you want to cry,” Joseph said, his voice still taut, but his eyes gentler than before, “you can go ahead and do so.”

“Ah, cry? Can’t you tell I’m so angry? Divorcing you would be a great thing. I’m laughing so hard I’m about to wake up even in my dreams!”

Chloe’s voice was icy as her chest heaved up and down. “When I signed the divorce agreement, I vowed to myself that I would never shed a single tear for you – not ever.”

Joseph’s heart was pierced by each of the last few words, one after the other.

He was about to speak when a knock sounded at the door.

“Mr. Sawle, are you in there?”

butler said respectfully. “Miss Brown is here, awaiting you downstairs. You see…”

instant, Chloe’s vision

this man’s face

was downstairs, anxiously

the dark, the maids whispered among

was here, if Grace encountered her, it

“Brother Joseph!”

as Grace saw Joseph walking down the stairs with an expressionless face, she

yet she clung to him tightly, as if she were a drowning

a piece of

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so much…

and went wild. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow in her

so enraged that I made the wrong decision… Brother Joseph, you know my character! We grew up together!”

better ideas, resorted to playing

reach out to Joseph until he had calmed down.

learning that Chloe had re-entered the house, she could not remain seated

“Grace.”

we shouldn’t get together for the time being. You should

Grace asked with tears in her eyes, tears falling from her eyes.

female lead in a melodrama, she was taught by Aubree that men liked

“That’s correct, why?”

of a clear spring cascading into the river suddenly

nonchalantly carrying a suitcase, her beautiful and delicate lower jaw raised in composure as she descended

Grace, who was tearful and seemingly ill-fated, Chloe appeared so composed

embraced Joseph, and a cold glint flashed in the depths

dog blood had arrived at eight

he put his hands on Grace’s

two of them were

without her presence, she would have missed out

moment, wanted nothing more than to go home and take a bath, change her clothes, and burn

and she felt it was unclean!

She traveled all this way to find you. Why

idea. I’m here to collect my belongings. I’m off now. You all can

harsh. I wish

black as his blood boiled in his

had only embarrassed herself at her grandfather’s birthday banquet, so she didn’t

particularly those I gave to Mr. Sawle. Please come in and take care of the rubbish in the future. I heard it’s bad luck

after having been given a simple explanation, picked up the box

all the servants were