My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 768

Frank glowered at Millie menacingly. “B*tch! How dare you treat me with such insolence! Does it do you good when everything goes wrong for me? Pfft! Are you still thinking of Greg Maxwell, the worthless trash? Mark my words. You’re nothing but a pair of worn-out shoes! After I’ve had my way with you all these years in bed, do you think he’ll still accept you even if I kick you aside?”

Millie’s face turned ashen. However, she put up a good front in an instant by lifting her chin with a look of arrogance. It was as though she was still the gorgeous campus belle whom countless juniors fell head over heels for at the academy of film and television many years ago.

Even though there were traces of age at the corner of her eyes, she still looked as charming as ever.

She enunciated coldly, “Frank Venti, you should know yourself well. You don’t need me to enlighten you about how much of a sc*mbag you are, do you? Anyway, what’s the point of deriding me oppressively now?”

With that, she turned to take out two copies of the divorce agreement and tossed them toward Frank. “Sign them now, and we’ll cut ties with each other immediately.”

“You wish to cut ties with me? That’s impossible!” Frank grabbed the two copies of the divorce agreement and tore them into pieces before throwing them in Millie’s face. “Don’t ever think of leaving my side!”

“Sorry to disappoint, but I must leave this time!” Millie stated resolutely. The next second, she pushed the luggage she had prepared toward the door.

Seeing that, Frank lunged toward her at once.

Caught off guard, she fell backward when the man pounced on

as he sat on her waist and

stars and could not refrain from yowling due to the excruciating

man pressed onto her like a big mountain, and she did

flowing out from the back of her

energy to fend off the man’s

finally grew tired from slapping her. He lifted his head,

Horror-stricken, Frank got to his feet hastily and whipped out his

area was high-end, some

was carried out from their unit on a stretcher. Some of the neighbors who were looking on were

Mrs. Venti injured? My goodness! She’s

always greets us amiably

of domestic violence? Look at her

moment, Daphne Zander, a young artist, was heading home and witnessed everything. She took a video with her phone and uploaded

of a meager one

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