Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

He shoved Jade Willow into the car, Alexander King’s face was livid. Right now, he just wanted to drive far away and throw this woman out, he could imagine Nora Thompson’s mood, bruised and heartbroken.......

At that moment, his phone rang.

Her call? Nora Thompson was calling now, Alexander suppressed the faint uneasiness rising in his heart and answered: ”Charlotte?”

The voice from the woman on the other end was calm and serene, like a peaceful stream: ”I have instructed the lawyer to file a lawsuit, applying for divorce in court. I hope you will agree, let’s part ways amicably.”

With that said, she hung up the phone.

Today was the first time she formally brought up the divorce, without giving him any room for explanation, she cut off the call.

She was indeed angry, such a well-mannered girl actually showed such emotions.

”How did you fight with her for the clothes? When did you meet her? Tell me everything word for word, if you miss a single bit, I will make your life a hundred times harder.”

Alexander’s voice was indifferent, yet it carried enough authority.

After listening to Jade Willow’s tearful and intermittent recount of their encounter in the mall a few days ago, Alexander suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

This is so ironic, he really raised a bed companion that leaves people speechless. Being publicly told that she was married and her husband doesn’t touch her must be quite embarrassing, but she never lashed out at him nor mentioned this matter to him. Should he commend her for her good manners, or berate his own idiocy?

”Don’t let me see you again, I’ve done my best. Don’t pester me anymore and definitely don’t seek out Nora Thompson.”

He stopped the car on the roadside, ignoring the woman’s cries and pleas.

Everyone must be responsible for their actions, and he is merely reaping what he sowed, no one else to blame.

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Joshua Hughes flew back that very night, believing that by tomorrow he could see that woman again; she would certainly come rushing back.

This time, he wouldn’t let her have the chance to escape again, not even a little bit.

Freedom, of course, was possible, but her freedom could only exist within his world......

As time ticked by, his phone didn’t ring, the secretary didn’t come in to report that Miss Jane was looking for him, the housekeeper at the old mansion didn’t mention that Miss Jane had returned home, she remained utterly silent.

Was she really not planning to see him anymore? Did she despise him to such a degree that she could even disregard the person she loved most?

Joshua Hughes sat on the swivel chair in his office, his cold and alluring face emanating longing, expectation, and anxiety.......

Light streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling glass outside, he stood by the window, winter’s soft light unable to soften the sharp lines of his face, the deep dark eyebrows and prominent nose.

Clad in high-end custom-made handmade suit, intricately stitched and perfectly cut, it outlined the elongated and robust silhouette of his body to absolute perfection, he was pondering her heart—what was she thinking? What was she doing?

He almost had the urge to fly immediately to Washington State, digging three feet deep to find her, but he restrained himself from this impulse.

Joshua Hughes was testing her limits, what decision would she make, if he wanted to control her forever in the future, he must truly conquer her heart, so that she would no longer dare to think of escaping, otherwise such things will continuously emerge.

Since he took charge of the entire Hughes Clan’s industry, he hadn’t encountered any situation that left him helpless, yet on this woman, he always felt a sense of powerlessness, so hard it was to keep her.

So hard that he nearly wanted to open her mind to see what on earth she was thinking?

Is what the woman wants something he cannot give?

He has given plenty, such as material things, sensory enjoyment, in those nights that make one lose sanity and collapse, not only he attained ultimate pleasure; she was equally satisfied, every change in her expressions to every reaction of her body honestly told him, she was also fulfilled, yet even so, she still seized every opportunity to desperately try and escape.

The mechanical watch on his wrist was precise to the second; the time had come.

Avery Jane, are you still not going to show up?