Sweet love and sweet pet: ex-husband pursues little wife again

Chapter 1 Sign the Divorce

The night is dull, and a heavy rain is coming.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom broke through the darkness of winter and drove into the huge yard of a seaside villa at high speed.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, a servant immediately went up to meet him and said in unison respectfully: "Master, you are back!"

She stood in front of the French windows on the second floor, looking down with a pale face through the window screens embroidered with complicated patterns.

The thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the slender hands were tightly clenched into two fists, and the nails were deeply stuck into the palms of the hands, but she couldn't feel the slightest pain.

The car door opened, and a heroic man got out of the car. He casually threw the key to the servant, and walked into the house with only a document bag.

"Master, Young Madam is waiting for you in the bedroom." The servant said in a low voice, bowing and not daring to look up at him.

It was a heroic face, with profound facial features not inferior to any international male model, coupled with a proud height and a natural indifference, even if he casually spoke a word, people around him would instinctively feel fear.

In this villa, even the wife who slept with him every night dared not look directly at him easily, let alone these humble servants.

"Understood." The man responded flatly, paused in his footsteps, and looked up at the bedroom where she was.

He knew she must be waiting for him again, every night.

No matter if he came back in the middle of the night or early in the morning, her thin figure would always be waiting there.

Leaving aside the servants who were waiting to serve, the man walked up the stairs leisurely. He came to their bedroom, the door was half closed, and there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom.

After three years of marriage, every day his wife would prepare hot water and wait for him to bathe and change clothes.

He walked into the bedroom with slender legs, looked around, but did not see her figure, the luxurious European-style decoration was complicated and unusual, whether it was the hanging curtains on the windows or the classical oil paintings on the walls, it gave people an inexplicable feeling. of depression.

Then I opened the bathroom door, and the bathtub was filled with hot water, and the lavender-scented bath ball was still melting slowly at the bottom of the bathtub.

A sneer finally appeared on Jing Hedong's expressionless face. It seemed that she was hiding in fear.

Just when he pulled off his tie and threw his suit jacket on the carpet roughly to take a bath, someone pushed the bedroom away gently, and the aroma of hot milk came softly along with her timid voice: "Honey, it's so cold today, Come back and have a cup of hot milk first!"

She wasn't hiding.

She just went to bring him milk.

On such a cold day, drinking a cup of hot milk to warm your stomach is really a good choice.

Unfortunately, he didn't want to accept her kindness.

Jing Hedong opened the bathroom door, he had already unbuttoned his shirt.

She was holding the mug tightly with the handle of the mug, just because when she saw his chest, she found ambiguous traces left by a woman.

Tang Nianchu forgot everything for a moment, her heart was beating suddenly, and she just looked at him straight.

As Jing Hedong's wife, he had never touched her. Sometimes she even suspected that Jing Hedong had a problem with his orientation. Now it seemed that he was a complete fool.

That suspicious hickey, flamboyantly tore up all her self-deception.

Jing Hedong, after all, is having an affair.

"Snapped!"

Just when Tang Nianchu was in a daze, the cup was knocked over by Jing Hedong's palm, and the hot milk splashed onto the delicate carpet, most of it was poured into the long sleeves of her nightgown, which made her gasp. gas.

Without giving her a chance to check the burns, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the coffee table in the living room.

Tang Nianchu was almost out of breath, her left wrist was grabbed by him fiercely, her right wrist was unbearably hot, her eyes were red, and there were crystal tears rolling around.

"This is the divorce agreement, sign it, let's get a divorce!" he said.

Tang Nianchu, who was suddenly thrown away, couldn't stand still, and fell to the side of the coffee table in embarrassment.

On the cold marble top of the coffee table, there seemed to be two printed documents, with the words "Divorce Agreement" written in black on them, which made her eyes hurt.

Looking down, the divorce conditions he gave her were very simple, and there were no other terms except for her to leave the house.

"Why, why...?"

Tang Nianchu looked at him blankly, Jing Hedong never gave her any good looks, and he was cold and indifferent, but he was not so troublesome that he wanted a divorce.

After struggling for three years, did she finally wait for the day when she would be kicked out?

"You know what you did last night. I, Jing Hedong, don't need unclean women. I signed it. Let's all get together and break up." Jing Hedong looked at her sternly, and he thought he had said something clearly enough.

Jing Hedong's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in her brain, the light was white, and she almost lost her mind.

Tang Nianchu was speechless, and his complexion became more and more ugly.

Her thin body trembled like a dead leaf in the wind.

Two cold tears flowed down her cheeks and fell into the corner of her mouth. The bitter taste made her sober. Jing Hedong really wanted to divorce her and end this marriage that existed in name only.

"Don't put on such a pitiful look for me! Do you think that if you cry, I will let you go? Miss Tang, I didn't see how courageous you are. You used the name of going home to visit your parents to talk to others. Men are together, so capable! Act like a chaste woman in front of me, so you are so open outside!" Jing Hedong was very impatient.

He took out a signature pen from the drawer under the coffee table, threw it roughly in front of her, and then looked at her with an extremely displeased gaze.

For three years, he has never touched her once, everyone knows that.

And last night, she actually offered a precious first time to another man!
Tang Nianchu slowly got up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his wrists were shockingly red.

He finally knew what happened last night.

She suddenly sneered, and swallowed all the explanations that reached her throat.

It's okay to want her to go away, anyway, Jing Hedong can have millions of excuses to abandon her, but she never imagined that in the end, she would be wrongly labeled as an infidelity and then kicked out of the house!

She really has had enough!
The three-year marriage had tortured her to the point where she was inhuman, and if she persisted, she really felt that she would go crazy!

Since he is going to divorce, let's get divorced!

"Since you already know, I have nothing to say, I will sign!"

(End of this chapter)