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.

abandoned woman you are talking of is now your wife! Just who do you think you are, Jonathan? In case you didn't know, I only agreed to marry you because you would be useful to me. Why would I marry

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

it felt like her brains had been shaken violently inside her head. She blinked

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 even matter if Jacob isn't in love with me anymore. In the end,

Jonathan's expression even more deadly. It felt like the devil was starting to possess him and all he

heavily on the sofa before he put his

face again. This time around, it was twice as heavy as the previous one that she felt like she was going to go deaf from the loud ringing her ears made. Still not contented,

that you could never 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

blood dripping down the corner of her mouth. His brows furrowed as he pursed his

her face, she still had managed to suddenly burst out into laughter. It was shrill, insane and uncontrollable that it caused the hairs on the back of Jonathan's neck to

was too late when he realized that some women couldn't be provoked no

Jacob is such a good man, then go and find him. I'd like to see what will happen then. Don't

that he started fidgeting, and Alice only

Jonathan. Are you really stupid or are you just playing dumb? All of

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

were all indeed pathetic, and all of them

that none of them could do anything

his self-restraint just to control his anger, so he decided

want to take a puff," she said. Her face looked cold

as if she were studying it, when in

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

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 really

to her. Her eyebrows slightly raised up, eyeing the stick on his fingers. Maybe it was because of his sudden gesture, but nevertheless she still

too many times

bothering to look at her. He didn't find her sudden interest in smoking strange. In fact, he couldn't care less

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

looked like her throat was in pain as she clutched on the cigarette. His cold eyes only gazed back at her, not bothering to comment on her