Ex-wife, Please Come Back

"You know that you will piss me off, don't you?" Jonathan hissed. His grip on her chin tightened, making her involuntarily wince in pain.

Still, she had chosen to remain silent. No one could threaten or seduce her. Being caught in the current predicament she was in now was only because of her own choice.

She made a wrong step, so now she had to bear the consequences on her own. Struggling under his hold, she managed to force out a smile.

Jonathan only saw red at the thought of her mocking him. He had not expected this reaction out of her.

He didn't want to admit that he had lost but her arrogance had preceded her. Even though the pressure of his grip on her chin tightened even more, he was nowhere near successful in stepping on her pride.

People like her had nerves of steel no matter how much struggle they were in.

There was a sudden inexplicable pain in his chest which caused him to narrow his eyes at her. Now, he didn't have to wonder anymore on why she was Jacob's first love. It was because she possessed the qualities worthy of standing by his side. Unfortunately, she didn't cherish that opportunity.

"I was so stupid to listen to Thompson's advice and marry you. Why should I use his ex-girlfriend to provoke him? You are now his ex, which simply means that he doesn't love you anymore," he said mockingly.

He was so angry that his finger shook in rage as he pointed it directly to Alice's face. What pissed him off even more was that she only stood there without any reaction.

For her, his anger was nothing. She had a lot of experiences that were far more terrible than that.

She didn't even flinch at his advances. Instead she just muttered back in a low voice, "Do you honestly think that you're better than me? We're just the same."

His jaws clenched and his eyes narrowed into slits at her statement.

Comparing him to herself was unacceptable. They were totally different from each other.

"The same? Alice, I think you're thinking too highly of yourself. How are we the same? Am I an abandoned woman?" he scoffed.

At that moment, all he wanted to do was to be able to say the right words that would crush her spirit. He wanted to tear off her proud face and break that arrogant expression which seemed to enjoy mocking him.

However, she didn't back down this time. She could accept being humiliated by him, but she would definitely not allow him to insult her dignity.

Just who do you think you are, Jonathan? In case you didn't know, I only agreed to marry you because

at him. She was clearly furious with what he just said.

veins on Jonathan's forehead were now angrily bulging out. Just then, everything happened in a flash as his palm landed heavily on her face. The impact was so strong that it felt like her brains had been

her up. "Do you think you can change anything by beating me up? Let me tell you this. You are nowhere as good as Jacob and never in a million years will you be able to live up to him. In fact, it doesn't

like the devil was starting to possess him and all he could see in front of him

hard, causing her to stagger and fall heavily on the sofa before

she felt

take advantage of me by saying that. It is only me who could marry you. Your precious Jacob, the man who you think is so nice, what did he do to you?" he bellowed.

had been hitting her until he saw blood dripping down the corner of her

burst out into laughter. It was shrill, insane and uncontrollable

realized that some women couldn't be provoked no matter

are you still smiling? If your Jacob is such a good man, then go and find him. I'd like to see what will happen then. Don't worry, I'll purposely let you go since I'm really looking forward to it," he reasoned out, trying to make

he started fidgeting, and

maniacal laughter jolted through her. After a few minutes, she had finally stopped. "Stop talking, Jonathan. Are you really stupid or are you just playing dumb? All of us are just pathetic," she drawled.

went limp and all his anger had suddenly vanished because of her words. She

all indeed pathetic, and all of them lived under Jacob's

part is that none of them could

word. It was taking all his self-restraint just to control his anger, so he

face looked cold and

it as if

observed her crazed figure a while ago. Everything had started from the

he didn't want to get to the bottom of it just yet. She didn't even look angry. In fact, it was the exact opposite. Perhaps to a certain extent, both of them were

slightly raised up, eyeing the stick on his fingers. Maybe it was because of his sudden gesture, but nevertheless

fact, Alice didn't really smoke. She had only seen others do it for too many

to look at her. He didn't find her sudden interest in

he heard her break into a coughing fit. Cocking an eyebrow

her throat was in pain as she clutched on the cigarette. His cold eyes only