A Vengeful Ex-Wife
Chapter 326 She's Back

James said nothing. He just stared at Ethan with his steely gaze.

Ethan hastily tried to explain himself. "Last night, I ran into Maria at HC Restaurant. She suddenly felt nauseous and covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. I asked her what was wrong, and she said she might be pregnant. That was how I found out."

Everything he said was true; he did run into Maria and she did put on that act.

James still said nothing.

This wasn't the first time Maria lied about being pregnant. She had done so almost two years prior. If she really was pregnant, shouldn't the baby have been born long ago? That meant only one thing: there was no baby.

"She is not pregnant. Don't trust her."

After all, James knew that just a few days prior, Maria was on her period, so it was impossible that she was pregnant. Only someone like Ethan would be fooled by her.

"Oh...okay." Ethan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He was hoping to become the child's godfather.

Seeing his downcast response, James frowned. "Why are you so unhappy that Maria's not pregnant?"

"Well, I was hoping she'd give birth to a child as soon as possible, so that I can be its father. Oh, no-l mean godfather." He felt like he was too young to get married, but he wanted to care for a child, so he counted on Maria.

James cast a cold glance at him. "Why, do you want to get married and have a baby? How about I talk to your grandpa about this?" "Ha-ha, goodbye!" With a nervous chuckle, Ethan left James' office in a flash.

When he was gone, James took out his phone and finally sent Maria a message. "I heard you're pregnant.

Maria smiled. She knew that Ethan would tell him. "Yes." Of course, she was lying.

"How far along are you? Do you need me to get you a doctor?" 'Call a doctor to replace out how you could be pregnant for so long a time,' he thought to himself. "Okay. Bring the doctor to your place tonight and I'll meet him there. What do you think?"

She figured James would agree. After all, he was sex-depraved.

But she was wrong.

"Why should I? Go straight to the hospital yourself and have the baby dug out."

Maria gasped when she read his reply. How could he talk about any unborn child that way? In that moment, she was so relieved she hadn't told him the truth about Bob. James didn't get any reply from her, nor did he send her any more messages. He went back to his work.

Later that evening, James came home to a fully lit villa.

He checked the time. It was already eleven o'clock.

He was not surprised to replace the lights on in his supposedly empty home. He figured Maria was here, waiting for him.

When he opened the door to his bedroom, he found that no one was in it. He walked a few steps forward and tossed his coat to the side.

Just then, a woman wearing nothing but a white button-down shirt of his strode out from the walk-in closet. She leaned against the door frame seductively. "Mr. Xi, you're back!"

His eyes lingered on her bare legs. Although the heater was on, it wasn't that warm in the villa.

When Maria didn't get any response from him, she didn't worry too much. She had all night. She spun around on one heel and went back into the closet.

There, she found a black shirt. She slipped it on. This piece of clothing was even shorter than the last, hanging a little above her knees. She sauntered back into the bedroom, hoping to catch James' attention. However, she found him busy talking on his phone. She circled him twice, trying to distract him.

But still he didn't respond. Maria was getting a little impatient.

She went back to the closet once again. When she came out, she had changed into a sky blue shirt.

Without even granting her a glance, James headed straight for the bathroom.

Maria looked down at her outfit.

Did it look bad on her?

When this thought crossed her mind, she went back to the cloakroom.

Half an hour later, James came out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower. Maria was lying prone on the bed, swinging her legs and watching videos on her phone.

Hearing the man come out of the bathroom, she turned over to face him, causing the shirt she was wearing to cinch around her waist.

Finally, James' eyes lingered on her enchanting figure.

Maria stood up, walked towards him, and took the towel in his hand. "Let me dry you up." All of a sudden, she was pulled into a pair of strong arms, and his lips were against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started to flirt with him. "I'm giving you one chance: what color is my shirt tonight? If you answer my question correctly, I'll stay." The answer could not be more obvious. Even a colorblind person would be able to tell she was wearing a white shirt.

But he answered, "Red."

Maria took a deep breath and pushed him away. Pretending to be indifferent, she sneered, "Forget it. I'm going to take a shower."

James just watched her go in silence, making no attempt to stop her.

She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. The smile on her face disappeared and she began to feel a little dejected.

He didn't want her to stay, did he? After all, he answered wrong on purpose.

She turned on the tap absentmindedly to run herself a bath. When the tub was almost full, she took off her shirt and tossed it to the side.

As the shirt arced in the air, she saw a flash of red.

She immediately picked up the shirt again to examine it carefully. Sure enough, the hem of the shirt was delicately embroidered with a pattern of red lines.

The pattern was a little small, so she couldn't figure out what it was. It didn't jut out against the white of the shirt.

It suddenly dawned on her that James' answer wasn't

wrong.

Maria dropped the shirt and ran out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. James was just about to go to his study.

He looked at her expressionlessly and wordlessly.

She rushed to him.

Before he could react, she had thrown herself into his arms and kissed him passionately.

At first, James did nothing and let her actions speak for itself. Finally, he dropped the folder he was holding and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her back fiercely.

He then picked her up and placed her on the bed, getting on top of her. As he was pressing her against the bed, he whispered in her ear, "Let's have another child." 'A child as cute as Bob,' he thought to himself.

Maria was stunned. She opened her eyes to look at him seriously. "James, do you really want to have a child?"

"Yeah," he answered simply.

He wanted a child with her, to be more accurate.

But to his disappointed, she said, "I don't want to have a baby now." The truth was, she had just given birth to Bob through caesarean section. She needed time to recover.

James paused. Finally, he resigned himself and took out a condom.

Although he didn't say anything, his disappointment was tangible.

Seeing him like this, she almost blurted out the truth about Bob. But on second thought, she recalled how he had been violent with her only days earlier and decided against it. James vented all his anger on her. He didn't let her go that night until she was nearly in tears.

Lawrence and Meagan were going to get engaged.

It was Meagan who told Maria about it. The engagement ceremony was scheduled to take place in half a month, because that was Lawrence's only free day.

The news took Maria by surprise. While she wasn't surprised the two were getting together, she was shocked that they were going straight to engagement rather than getting to know each other first.

If the engagement went smoothly, they would then get their marriage licenses when Lawrence's schedule cleared up. Meagan didn't want a wedding ceremony.

Lawrence didn't object. After all, he didn't have time to hold a wedding ceremony, so he was actually relieved to hear this.

A few days later, as Maria was pouring over some documents in her office, she received a call.

"Ms. Song, she's back."

The pen in Maria's hand fell to the desk with a loud thud.

She had waited nearly two years. Finally, the person she was waiting for came back.