President Williams Woos His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 39 Little Girl

Aaron's exquisite brow was covered with snow. He threw her hard on the sofa.

“Nasty? You call me nasty?” Aaron was angry.

Why was she qualified to say that, and why didn't she see who she was?

“Who was the hell? And before we get divorced, you were hooking up with other men!”

Beth fell powerlessly on the sofa, her head painful and swelling, the pores in the body like being filled

with ice water. She couldn't breathe.

Maybe she was too tired, or maybe it was heard too many times.

She had no courage to go on after all.

She plucked up her courage and looked at him with tears.

“Aaron.”

“Why not getting divorce?”

“I was tired, and if you let Jacky go, I would take him far away.”

“I would never show up again!”

As she said, hot tears burst out of her eyes.

Tears were hot, but her body temperature was lower.

She couldn't feel it anymore.

The stomach was kicked by Karl, now painful as being kicked by a knife.

And her fingers, too, were blurry.

She couldn't persist anymore!

Not until today she understood one truth.

Neither Karl nor Aaron, she was not entitled to hope for their love.

She didn't have the courage to love him anymore.

Aaron was angry at a moment, and went towards her.

He pulled her up from the sofa, raised her chin, and looked at her.

“Beth, I had said, even if you want to divorce, you could not flee! You must stay here to atone!”

Aaron grasped her shoulders whiling talking.

Beth regarded him as an enemy. She moved sharply backwards, hugging her clothes.

“Let me go, you were to be engaged to Kathy, you shouldn't touch me!” Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Her small face turned dismal and pale, horrified.

Aaron shackled her in his arms with fierce.

“Didn't touch you? I was just going to put you in the mud and destroyed you! Wasn't that what you

want? Now you refused me. Was it for my loser little uncle or your old lover?”

At this moment, Aaron was so ruthless as a demon.

Beth's wrist was pinched with strength, “Let me go!”

Her eyes were a little empty because of pain. The face of the person in front of her began to blur again.

But she couldn't get rid of him.

He was like a devil, coming and going in his own will in the thick darkness.

Beth was struggling hard, but her strength was too small and she was sick today.

She really didn't have the strength to get rid of him, so... she had to let Aaron vent his anger on her like

a dead body.

Every time, she was so sore that she was dying, and it seemed she was going to fall into an endless

abyss.

It hurts.

She could not cry, not even shout, but only a faint choking sound in her throat.

Half an hour later.

Aaron put on his suit and fastened buttons one by one.

He was in a black suit, handsome and prized.

Beth paralyzed there, like a pool of mud.

Then, a box of medicine slammed into her face.

She was hit by the box, but much less painful than the blunt pain of the heart.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and her blood-stained hands picked up the medicine box.

The bold words on them had a thorn in her eyes.

Aftermath.

She was his wife, and now she had this!

She opened her bleeding lips and laughed with self-deprecation.

The laughter magnified a little and the light in her eyes disappeared.

“You weren’t granted to have my child, nevertheless.” He pulled up his thin lips relentlessly, and his

words became a blade poking hard into her heart.

“From tomorrow, you were just a tool I kept.”

“If you behave well, I can let your brother live.”

“But if you want to be pregnant and force me to marry you, you would not get that opportunity.”

“Did you take this medicine yourself or did I need to help you?” His thin lips spilled a nice smile, but

cold, without a bit warm.

A tool of containment?

She turned from wife to lover.

She was struggling, a little strength accumulated in her weak body.

She got up, clutching at the corner of his coat.

“Aaron, I had agreed to divorce, why didn't you let me go?” Her throat was ripping.

Aaron was too cruel.

What heinous thing did she do to be abused and humiliated by him?

Just because she liked him?

Aaron pushed her away unkindly.

“Let you go?”

“Let you go and reunion with your old lover?”

Beth fell there in disarray and she had no strength to get up.

Her consciousness had blurred.

The pain was so severe that she was only crying.

“I regret it so much...”

“So much.”

“Why did I marry you, and why did I like you ...”

Had she not been with him, would she not have suffered these now?

She wouldn't have nothing, and Karl wouldn't suffer all of this for she repented.

She couldn't help thinking if she did marry Karl.

He used to be so nice to her, he would be very gentle to her.

But she was obsessed.

She always thought she could impress Aaron.

Now she finally reckoned the fact.

Aaron was irritable. When she said she liked him, he was angry.

But when she said she regretted marrying him, and he was angrier and wanted to kill her.

Why should she say that? She was the one who drugged him!

Aaron did not want to be gentle to her, so he tore open the medicine and took out a white pill.

He broke her jaunty mouth and poured it in for her!

Beth did not move. She did not struggle at all.

He then turned away and left.

Beth lied on the sofa, clasping herself with her weak arm.

She was so sick. The world seemed to turn upside down. She felt she was suffocating.

And the phone rang in her bag, someone kept calling her.

She did not know how long the phone had been ringing and could not answer it, and she fell on the

sofa in a daze.

When the burning was so dizzy, someone approached her.

She breathed in pain, and then a cool palm fell over her hot brow.

She heard a familiar voice.

“Miss, why were you so stubborn?”