Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call
Chapter 140 When Did My Wife Become Yours?

Chapter 140 When Did My Wife Become Yours?

Molly panicked and quickly said, "No need, we were just joking. We'll compensate when we settle the bill!" The waiter wouldn't listen and started to take out the keys.

Just as the door was about to open, Molly blocked the entrance with her body, not letting anyone see inside.

Especially Walter hadn't succeeded yet.

"Go away..."

Before Molly could finish shouting, she felt a strong force suddenly coming from the door.

With a loud "bang," someone kicked the door open from the outside.

She fell onto the ground, right onto a pile of broken glass shards, and the pain made her involuntarily cry out.

Immediately after, someone picked up Anastasia from the ground.

Walter was about to succeed. But he was kicked to the ground and was too fat to move.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? She is mine. Put her down!"

He angrily shouted, unwilling to accept that he didn't get Anastasia even after getting injured.

The man's cold face seemed to be brewing a storm.

"She's yours? Since when did my wife become yours?"

Christian's words were chilling, and even his voice exuded coldness.

Walter hadn't even reacted yet when Christian hurriedly carried Anastasia away.

Molly turned her head and was stunned when she saw that tall, stern man.

Tobias, who came in later, witnessed the scene and took out his phone to take pictures.

Then he looked at these two unlucky guys and said, "Anastasia is Christian's wife, and you didn't even know? How daring of you to act against the boss. Do you know what consequences await you?" After Tobias finished speaking, he saw Walter's face suddenly change. Without staying any longer, he left.

"Lock the door."

The security guard at the entrance nodded, saying, "Yes."

They locked the door and waited for Christian to handle them.

Upstairs in this clubhouse, there were suites for resting.

Christian took Anastasia upstairs and had a private doctor come over.

Anastasia lay there in a daze, only feeling the coolness coming close and moving away beside her.

She wanted to grasp it, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

Her breathing was rapid, and her cheeks were flushed with an abnormal redness. Her whole body was hot.

Christian took a cold towel and gently wiped her, holding her hand and treating her wounds, saying with a hoarse voice, "How can I let you go if you can protect yourself?" Soon enough, the doctor arrived.

After examining her, the doctor's face became somewhat solemn.

"It's a high concentration of soporific fragrance, which also has aphrodisiac effects. I will give her an injection to alleviate it slightly, but it will take some time."

Christian's gaze darkened slightly, and an invisible pressure and chill enveloped him.

What exactly happened in that room was clear to him.

That damn bastard dared to covet his woman!

He must be living on borrowed time!

After the doctor finished administering the medication, he left.

Tobias knocked on the door and handed Anastasia's bag to him. "The phone inside has been ringing several times, but I didn't answer."

Christian took it over. "Where are the bastards?"

"Still in the room."

"Don't let them leave. There's an issue with the fragrance inside. Let them enjoy it thoroughly. Have someone go and check tomorrow." There was a hidden meaning in his words, and Tobias immediately understood.

"Okay, don't worry!"

The door closed. Christian closed his eyes, calmed his anger, and quietly walked to the side of the bed.

Anastasia's breathing was still a bit rapid. The medication took effect, and her dizziness faded.

However, a faint wave of heat was rising all over her body.

Christian approached, holding a towel, and gently wiped her body...

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