A Night with Her Cruel Mate

"No, there's no need," Julia sneered and pulled away from Terence. "Shouldn't you go back to your new girlfriend? Why bother sending your ex-wife back? Maybe you don't even see me as your ex.

I don't need you to poke your nose in my affairs." Julia smiled bitterly.

It was obvious that Julia was very delighted when she saw Terence appear, wanting to thank him.

But for some reason, she hesitated just as she was about to mutter a thank you, and even mocked herself.

Terence looked at her with a cold and straight face. "I don't want to repeat myself a second time. If you don't mind people seeing you cause a scene, then I will carry you all the way to my car."

With a quizzical gaze, Julia asked, "What do you mean?" You divorced me yesterday. And now you came to help me and acted like a gentleman. Why? What's wrong? Are you feeling an inch of regret for signing those papers?

I'll tell you now that it's too late for any regrets." Julia pointed at Terence's nose and continued, "I'm single now, and there are a lot of men after me. It's of no use for you to regret."

Before she could utter another word, Terence swiftly scooped her up, and carried her on his broad shoulder.

As if he was carrying a sack, he dumped her in the passenger seat.

Julia struggled to free herself, but Terence was too strong and firm. She felt so powerless over him. Impatiently, he shouted, "Do not move."

He raised his head and gave her an exasperated look.

As soon as he looked up, their eyes locked. The space in the car suddenly felt cramped and an awkward silence filled the air.

Julia widened her eyes and looked away.

the eye. When the two of them first met, she was attracted to his dark and

Terence couldn't help but flash

that he

the house they had once called their home. He

slept during the ride, frowning as she leaned against the passenger

face, wanting to remove her frown. Even when she

up, it was already morning. She looked

reached out to rub her eyes and couldn't resist the

events of last night and flinched at the possibilities that were running

and tried to get out

awake." Terence

embarrassment and felt ashamed of herself even though they had had

dispassionate tone. Last night's events were

the quilt tightly around her, wanting to be invulnerable. Instead, she felt a pang of

my clothes?" Julia bit her lips, anxious with the response that she

vomited on them last night, so I decided to put them in the washing machine." Throughout their three-year marriage, Terence rarely came home during, let alone stay in the

was crying hysterically last night. He stayed by her side, not wanting to leave her in such

morning, he left her side to answer a call from work. He didn't want to disturb her sleep, so he took the call outside, not expecting her to

closet door to find something to wear. She took a white shirt that belonged

Julia's slim and smooth legs, outlining the silhouette

knew was that she couldn't stay here. She had to leave as soon as she found her clothes. Just as

Terence. "You're hurting me,"