A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 387 Common Sense

Maria leaned closer to James and asked in a low voice, "If a fish bone is stuck in your throat, what is the first thing you would do?"

He blinked at her in confusion. Why was she wondering about such a useless thing? But when he noticed her subtle gesturing and saw Rosa, he immediately understood why she had asked the question.

"I would cough. It will help dislodge the stuck fish bone. If that doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital," he answered without difficulty.

Of course, this was the right answer. Maria smiled, gazing at him in admiration.

Seeing the expression on her face, James felt speechless. Wasn't what he had said common sense?

Others were toasting to each other and talking among themselves, and they didn't notice them. Maria picked up the vinegar bottle that the waiter had brought over earlier and poured it in a small bowl for Rosa. "Drinking so little wouldn't be enough. You have to drink a lot more to soften the fish bone." She didn't mind having a little fun now.

Rosa was trying so hard to control her coughing that her face had turned red. Hearing what Maria said, she glared at her and said nothing.

Pretending to be considerate, Maria smiled and handed her the bowl of vinegar. "Drink it quickly. I'll get you some dessert."

"What do you want?" Rosa choked out with some difficulty, trying her best to maintain her posh image.

She absolutely didn't believe that Maria would be nice to her.

Maria put the bowl of vinegar in front of her, and then, in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, said, "I want you to die, but I won't let you die so soon. I haven't made you suffer enough yet!"

Rosa was in so much discomfort that she didn't think too much about what Maria said. The only thing she could think about right now was getting the fish bone dislodged from her throat. In her desperation, she picked up the bowl of vinegar in front of her and drank up.

She also quickly ate some tiramisu and pasta that Maria put on her plate.

It was only then that she felt a little better. She now had the energy to argue with Maria. "I won't thank you."

Maria looked at the food on her plate with a smile. She had a great appetite now. "I know." How could a vicious woman like Rosa be so easily grateful to someone?

Besides, Maria didn't want her gratitude anyway.

Rosa thought that her ordeal was over, but it wasn't.

After the lunch, James dropped Maria at her company, and then headed to HL Group. The two of them soon became busy with their respective work.

In the evening, when he returned to the villa, Maria was cooking. Seeing him walk into the kitchen, she said, "Please keep an eye on the pot. I'm going upstairs to get my phone. You don't have to keep stirring the food. Just keep an eye on it."

Glancing at the pot on the stove, James nodded obediently.

Maria went upstairs in a hurry.

When she came back down, she smelled something strange. She looked at James, who was talking on the phone.

She irritably rushed into the kitchen, which was filled with the overpowering smell of burnt food.

It was only then that James caught a whiff of it and rushed into the kitchen as well, but it was too late for him to remedy the situation.

Maria turned off the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and looked at the burnt food inside. She turned to James and looked at him in silence for a few seconds before asking, "Are you an idiot?"

James felt a flicker of anger.

However, he knew that he was in the wrong since he was the one who hadn't kept an eye on the pot, so he had no choice but to swallow her insults.

Maria was brimming with anger. She had almost finished cooking dinner, but now, it was all ruined. After throwing out the burnt food and cleaning the pot, she glared at James and snapped, "Order some food. I'm not in the mood to cook anymore!"

"Okay."

"Don't even dream of eating home-cooked food for a month!"

"Okay."

James agreed to everything she said.

It was only much later that night that Maria realized that his behavior was just the calm before a storm.

How could he silently accept all the scolding from her?

Sure enough, it was because he had been holding back a big move.

No matter how much she begged for mercy that night, he didn't let her go. In the past, he would restrain himself when he saw her crying. But this time, even after she cried, he pretended not to see it.

She tried everything that night-crying, begging for mercy, acting like a spoiled child, and even threatening him-until he finally became a little gentler.

By the time he was done, she was exhausted. She was so pissed off with him that she forbade him from holding her in his arms while sleeping. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

But of course, she ended up sleeping in his arms that night.

At night, he was the king. She could do nothing but surrender to him. But during the day time, the moment she seized an opportunity, she would torture him mercilessly.

Thinking of that, she yawned and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, Maria went to HL Group to find out more information about H Brocade. She and James had lunch together in his office.

When she was about to leave, there was a knock on the door, and Gary walked in anxiously. "Mr. Xi, Summer is not feeling well. She needs to go to the hospital."

"Okay. Drive her there," James said calmly.

"Yes, Mr. Xi."

Maria followed Gary out of the office in a hurry. "What's wrong with Summer?"

Shaking his head, Gary said, "I don't know. I think she's having a stomachache."

Summer was resting her head on the desk, and her features were scrunched up in pain. When she heard the sound of high heels clicking against the floor, she gritted her teeth and raised her head, revealing her deathly pale face.

"What's wrong with you, Summer?" Maria asked worriedly.

"Maria, I'm okay. I just have a stomachache..." It was obvious that she was in a lot of pain, probably as a result of the sequela of having a miscarriage.

Maria didn't ask any more questions. She just told Gary, "She can't walk now. Please carry her on your back."

With the help of Maria's secretary, Gary carried Summer on his back and took her to the parking lot.

Once they reached the parking lot, Maria told him, "I can't come to the hospital with you now. I have an appointment with a client in half an hour. But if there is something wrong with Summer, call me at anytime!"

"Okay," Gary said as he carried Summer into the car.

After watching the car pull out of the parking lot, Maria turned around and left as well, without returning to James' office.

Later, in the hospital, Summer was sitting weakly in the waiting area of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department. Gary had left to register her name.

Just then, a man and a woman began quarrelling in the corridor. "I told you there was nothing wrong, but you insisted on coming to the hospital for a check-up, " he said angrily.

The woman was even angrier. "I have a check-up every month. What's wrong with that? You just didn't want to come!"

"Of course I didn't! Why did you force me to tag along? Couldn't you come alone?"

The woman almost choked with anger. "Jamir, you really are a bastard!"

Hearing their fierce quarrel, Summer slowly opened her eyes and looked over.

Jamir inadvertently glanced at her, and their eyes met. Summer looked away indifferently, as if she didn't see him.

Jamir was just about to walk up to her when a man ran over to her with a receipt in his hand. "Summer, it's done. Let's go inside!"

"Thank you," Summer said feebly as she stood up with Gary's support.

Ignoring Perry, Jamir walked over and blocked the two of them. "Summer, who is this guy?"

Summer tried to bypass him, avoiding his gaze.

However, Jamir didn't give her a chance to leave. He blocked her way again and snapped, "Tell me, who is this man?" Summer and Maria were good friends. To avenge Summer, Maria made him and Perry lose their jobs. They had applied for jobs in multiple companies, but none of the companies dared to hire them.

Gary frowned slightly. "Sir, what do you want?"

"Stay out of it! I'm talking to her!" Jamir retorted. Seeing the man standing next to Summer, he felt like he was being cuckolded.