Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Behind the beige curtains, a pair of eyes, clear as black and white, watched the tall, handsome man enter the small building that was so mismatched with his powerful aura. After a while, she saw him come out again.

His sharp, cold eyes and thin lips exuded an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance. On such a bustling street, he became an especially captivating sight.

Avery Jane bit her lip, ignoring the whirlwind of emotions within her, watching his figure gradually disappear around the corner of the street.

She couldn’t go back yet. With Joshua Hughes’s temperament, he would likely have someone watching her here, so she needed to hide for a short period of time.

Fortunately, she had packed her identification for Washington State along with some simple documents, and she planned to quietly slip away from the back later. Actually, taking an island tour for half a month to clear her mind wouldn’t be bad.

She had always wanted to go to the East to relax, and this time her wish finally came true.

But this time, everyone guessed wrong.......

She didn’t manage to return to her rented room immediately, nor did Joshua send anyone to watch over her.

Joshua flew back with confidence, believing that the word he left on the table would be enough to make Avery Jane return to his side as quickly as possible. Yet, Avery Jane never returned to that small room she had lived in. With her simple luggage, she left Seattle and commenced the island tour.

Sometimes, things are like this; it’s hard to explain how they happen. Perhaps some people are destined to be entangled together, painfully.

Employee Cafeteria

Alexander King looked at his tray, with simple dishes of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, slices of stir-fried meat, a vegetable dish, and a bowl of soup.

Nothing special. He had nagged Nora Thompson about eating together. Later, Nora said she always ate in the downstairs employee cafeteria, so he accompanied her down. The food was simple enough to be surprising. Was this how she ate every day?

Alexander watched as Nora ate rice in small bites. To her, the very simple meal seemed like a savory feast.

It reminded him of Jade Willow. Only the best food passed her lips; the restaurant always booked the most expensive dishes, from basic shark fin and bird’s nest to air-flown foie gras from France and Japanese Wagyu beef. She drank the most expensive French mineral water, even using it to wash her face. He had accustomed an ordinary girl to a life of royalty, yet here sat a truly well-read princess, who was not the least bit picky.

The stir-fried meat was a bit tough, the vegetables weren’t the freshest, and the rice was a bit dry. Yet, everything seemed to be met with calm acceptance by Nora.

”Charlotte, is it really enough nutrition to eat this every day?” Alexander felt a bit distressed. She was rather thin, her slender waist seemed like it could snap at any moment; she should be living a better life. If he hadn’t messed things up, she’d be quietly making simple but delicious meals at home for him, picking the freshest ingredients at the supermarket, instead of dealing with busy work for a mere bite.

Is that how Isaac Thompson dotes on his daughter?

He could even bear for his daughter to join this men’s battlefield. No matter how intelligent a girl is, even she can’t withstand such work pressure.

”What do you like to eat? I’ll have the chef at the manor prepare it and send it over to you.” He accompanied her while picking at his food. Honestly, once your stomach got used to delicacies, eating something like this always felt rough.

”I have two chefs at home, one of them a pastry chef,” Nora said in a quiet tone while chewing her vegetable, without even lifting her head.

Alexander knew what she meant. She was saying if she wanted, she didn’t need him to prepare anything for her.

But he just wanted to do something for her. She was his young wife; after what had happened post-marriage, he felt he had already let her down a lot. To let her live like this now, his expression gradually darkened.

”Charlotte, what do you want from me? We are still married. Give me a chance, will you?” People passed by in the cafeteria, many quietly noting them. Their calm female boss dining with a handsome man at the cafeteria was unheard of.

Alexander’s gaze was fervent; he did not shy away from others’ glances, nor did he care. In fact, he was doing it deliberately, asserting his claim.