Bye, My Ex-husband

Chapter 7: She Is My Wife

At that moment, somebody grabbed his arm.

The light reflected off the watch on the man's hand, so dazzling that it hurt Janessa's eyes.

"Janessa's words might have sounded rather unpleasant, but in my opinion, she didn't say anything wrong.

We are in the same circle, and everyone knows what you are thinking.

Besides, she is my wife.

No one else has the right to admonish my wife."

After delivering those words, Rayan brushed aside Aydin's hand.

His expression was devoid of anger—instead, it was as coolly indifferent as his tone.

Aydin's face darkened as he tried his best to control his temper.

"Mr.

Lu, this is a family matter.

I hope that you wouldn't interfere.

I won't take those words seriously."

He played the part of the kind elder to the hilt, but his face was serious.

With a loaded sneer, Rayan turned around, stared at Janessa's face, and whispered, "I'd like to see how the company will crumble if you leave me."

- His voice was low and steady, and his dark eyes held hers captive.

A frown marred Janessa's smooth brow.

With a tense expression, she glanced at Rayan from the corner of her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

It was a harmless question, but her stiff tone and glaring eyes said otherwise.

Rayan sneered.

"You know exactly what I mean."

They did not try to keep other people from listening to their exchange, so Aydin clearly heard every word.

His blank expression slipped a little, showing a mocking look he directed at Janessa.

her to marry Rayan in

the

be as easy to

fear the

can't keep anything you are not supposed to

revealed his thoughts out loud in a voice

from Rayan's

deliberately placed it on the crook

you really

are you trying so hard

long? You seem

chuckling, as

anything, she continued, "You have busied yourself with my mother's affairs all day, and I'm sure she'd be able to see your efforts from

mother is—maybe she

go back

with her pale face, her soft drawl

muscle in Aydin's face ticked in fury, and his beard trembled in

one thing

seriously consider

he had started to use the family elder speech as his usual tactic to guilt-trip people into abandoning

liked talking to him even in the

have

sigh of

give my respect to an elder who is scheming to destroy me? It's getting late, so

chair that Aydin had sat on and ceremoniously perched her mother's urn on

on the heir's seat beside the head of

threatening finger at Janessa, as if he were about to heap abuse at

him to escort

quieted down, and the tense

forward to

want you to remember what you said just now for

place where you can

whole body, and her grip on

in his eyes, and the corners of

only said a few words, but

was not the type

his hand, but Janessa suddenly

the force that knocked

shook her

blood, closed eyes, knitted brows,

she had no strength

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