A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 238 Indeed Capable

From the rearview mirror, Maria saw another two cars behind her.

Obviously, this whole thing had been planned meticulously, but she wasn't sure who was behind all this.

One of the men approached the Porsche. Maria quickly took out a dagger from the hidden compartment beside the driver's seat and stashed it in the seam of her clothes.

Then she quickly took out her phone to call for help, but just as she unlocked the screen, her phone died.

Maria stared at the dead screen, speechless. Out of all the times to run out of battery, the phone chose now to screw her over!

Just then, the men reached the side of the car and knocked on the window.

Maria warily lowered the window but put on a charming smile. "Are you guys here for me?"

There were about thirteen men standing outside, each one carrying a weapon.

Seeing the woman's enchanting smile, the man in the lead was slightly stunned, softening his fierce features. "Are you Maria Song?" he asked.

"Yes, who wants to see me?"

A man next to the leader saw how distracted he was and hissed, "Raymond, snap out of it!"

The man called Raymond suddenly came back to his senses and wore a fierce expression again. "Get out of the car! Otherwise, I'll ask my men to smash it!" "No, please don't. This is a limited

edition model and is quite expensive. Let's just talk it out." Summer had told her that James asked her to buy a cheap car to let her practice driving.

However, the cheap car in James' eyes was someone else's luxury. This car in particular cost five million and eight hundred thousand dollars.

Maria opened the door and got out.

Under the dim streetlight, the woman straightened her clothing while cautiously eyeing the men surrounding her. Then, she heard someone swallow loudly from behind her.

"Raymond, can you let us have a taste of her first before sending her away?"

"Yes, yes. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life."

Raymond thought for a while. "Okay, fine." But not until he had a taste of her first. "Take her away!" he barked.

At his command, several men approached Maria.

What a group of obscene men!

Before the men were able to grab hold of her, Maria threw a roundhouse kick, knocking down several men like dominoes.

Realizing this woman was not going down without a fight, Raymond touched the tip of his nose and said, "Fortunately, we have a trump card."

Five men in black suits stepped out of a car behind the Porsche.

The second Maria laid her eyes on them, she knew there was something about these men in black.

She quietly took out the dagger she had stowed away, threw away the scabbard, and stood in a defensive posture.

The men in black suits knew Kung Fu, so they each assumed their posts nearby, poised to strike at any moment.

The men were really good at fighting. At first, Maria was able to hold them off a little, but then she slowly felt the wound on her back taking a toll on her.

Just then, she saw a dagger blade flashing towards her heart.

Maria dodged quickly, sidestepping out of the way just in time. The dagger slashed at her coat, but fortunately, she was unscathed.

However, she knew she wouldn't be able to keep this up. She needed to find a way to escape.

But no matter where she turned, there was no window for escape. The men surrounded her, closing in on her tightly.

Just as she was growing desperate, a black car turned a corner and was steadily approaching their location. The man in the driver's seat frowned slightly when he saw the cars in the middle of the road, blocking his path.

He looked over at his rearview mirror, backing the car a few meters to turn around and leave. Just as he was U-turning, his car light illuminated a couple of figures on the road. One of those figures was a woman.

Her long, jet-black hair fluttered in the air as she moved.

The man was very familiar with that figure.

Realizing something, his expression darkened. The car, which was just about to U-turn, suddenly was put in forward gear.

Bang! The black car collided with one of the cars in the middle of the road, sending it flying to the side and out of the way.

Everyone turned around in surprise, only to see a black luxury car rushing towards them, and it showed no signs of stopping. All the goons hurriedly dodged to either side of the road.

Seeing the car speeding over, Maria also wanted to dodge, but her enemy did not give her a chance.

Just as the car was about to hit her, it came to a screeching halt.

Then a man got out of the car.

He was wearing a black coat, a dark suit, gloves, and dark brown leather shoes.

He took off his gloves, coat, and suit jacket. He threw all the articles of clothing into the car and closed the door.

With a gloomy face, he rushed over and grabbed the man nearest him and kicked him in the gut.

Maria was exhausted, and her adrenaline was waning. She watched helplessly as another dagger came her way, knowing she was too tired to dodge it.

Just then, a slender hand shot out and caught the wrist of the dagger-wielder.

The dagger stopped right before her eyes.

She shifted her gaze from the dagger to the man who had saved her. When she saw who it was, her heart fluttered excitedly.

Under the dim streetlight, James stood before her, one hand hanging by his side and the other firmly gripping the wrist of the man holding a dagger. He stared down at the goons with his cold eyes.

The scene before her was seared into Maria's brain. She will never forget how strong and handsome he looked.

James threw the man to the side and stood in between the woman and the rest of the goons.

His movements were swift and accurate. Within minutes, the group of men who had attacked Maria all retreated to their cars and made a run for it.

James didn't chase after them. Instead, he watched them leave, staring daggers into their backs as they did so.

With the cars gone, James and Maria were the only ones left. An eerie silence filled the air.

"Thank you," Maria finally said, breaking the ice.

The man turned around and said nothing.

"Why are you here?"

James straightened his sleeves and looked at her coldly. "You are so good at provoking people."

Maria didn't expect this comment from him.

"Maria Song, were you just standing there, waiting to be killed?" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Maria was speechless. She had tried to defend herself, but...

"You're not even capable of protecting your own self. I don't know what makes you think you have the courage to stop bothering me."

Maria felt a lump in her throat. She couldn't find the words to say.

Well, she knew she had gone wrong somewhere. It was her fault she didn't have the stamina to fight off those goons.

"Where are the men you ran off to? Where is Norman or Colby? Where is that Kent? You were about to die. Why aren't any of them here by your side?"

Maria still kept silent.

His series of questions rendered her speechless.

It was a quiet night. Maria stood still and looked at him helplessly.

James took a step forward and pulled her into his arms, enveloping her in his warmth. Gently, he said, "Since you can't take care of yourself, keep pestering me."

Smelling his familiar scent, Maria closed her eyes. "You mean...I'll continue to be your...mistress?"

James didn't answer.

Maria pushed him away. "When I was in prison, I kept fantasizing the million different ways I could destroy you. Whenever I thought about you, I wanted to give up, knowing it'd be so hard for me to get close to you.

Do you know what made me hold on?"

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