A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 341 Collagen

"The cafe is in the off-season; I want to throw an event to attract more customers," Maria said.

"Okay," James agreed.

Maria got up and knelt on the bed, slipping her arms around his neck as she straddled him. "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Let me think about it." James had never gotten involved in the business of the cafe before.

"How about you ask the planning elites of your company to come up with an event plan for me?"

Hearing this, James looked at her with a faint smile. With one arm, he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. "Will you give them a bonus?"

"Sure, no problem!" she promised, patting her chest. She didn't intend on having a free lunch either.

"How about I come up with an event plan?" James suggested.

A flicker of surprise crossed Maria's eyes. "Are you serious?"

"Of course...not!" He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Maria was speechless. How could this man joke around like a kid?

Before she could react, she found herself being pressed down onto the bed. Leaning over her, James untied the belt of her night robe and whispered, "Beg me."

"Beg you... for what?"

"Beg me to come up with an event plan for you."

Maria couldn't believe the nerve of this man. Sinking her nails into his back, she raised her eyebrow and asked, "Can I refuse?"

"No, you can't." James liked seeing her cry and beg while she was lying under him.

In the best coquettish tone she could muster, Maria fulfilled his demand by saying, "Honey, help me, please! Can you really bear to see such a huge gap between us?"

James' eyes pierced into hers, as if he was thoroughly enjoying every single moment of her act. He replied indifferently, "I'm already used to it. The gap between us is one that can never be reduced. Even if you have a whole lifetime, you won't be able to achieve the amount of wealth and power I have now." There was indeed an enormous difference between the amount of power each of them held, but the frankness of his statement was overwhelming. Feeling like a knife had stabbed her heart, Maria pulled a long face. "So basically, you're looking down on me."

James was a little stunned to hear that. He wondered which part of the things he had just said had given her that idea.

"So you agree?" Maria pressed, seeing that he didn't say anything to rebuke her. Her mood was sinking lower and lower.

James leaned forward and kissed her ear. "There is a way for me to prove that I don't look down on you." In fact, it was the most effective way.

"What?"

"Remarry me," he said.

For a moment, Maria was stunned. It was the first time in a long time that she had heard these two words from him.

She didn't know how to react, so she just smiled and said, "Fine, I believe you now."

Since he was willing to go so far to prove that he didn't look down on her, she believed him.

Seeing her calm reaction, James couldn't help but be a little upset. Did she not want to get remarried?

Well, no matter. He knew that he could make her willingly agree to it sooner or later.

'If he just added a few more words like "I'm serious" or "I really want to remarry you," I would believe what he said. But he didn't.'

Then, realizing what she was hoping for, she couldn't help but laugh at herself. 'Maria, you're only with him because you want to use him. It doesn't matter whether you get remarried or not. Why are you thinking so much about it?'

"Mia," James called out gently.

Snapping back to reality, Maria regained her composure and replied, "Yes?" Except for the times when he was angry, James was always tender in bed. She had never seen such tenderness in him in daily life.

"What were you thinking about?" He bit her earlobe gently to show that he was upset.

"I was thinking about how to defeat you, so that you'd stop being so arrogant," Maria answered coolly, closing her eyes.

James let out a chuckle. "Just give up!" Was it really that impossible?

Maria was dumbfounded. How could he be so confident all the time?

In fact, James had also thought of using this method to make her admit Bob's real identity, but on second thought, he had given up the idea.

The result he obtained that way would not be reliable. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

She might lie to him.

Therefore, he wanted to find Bob, get a paternity test, and then show her the result, just like she had brought a baby into his life. He wanted to render her speechless, so that she would admit Bob's identity without making any excuses.

After making love to her, James took a shower. Then, seeing that Maria seemed to be asleep, he quietly slipped back into bed and turned off the light. But all of a sudden, she kicked him lightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

In a low voice, she replied, "If you keep wearing yourself out like this, you will have health problems soon. You should start restraining yourself, at least once in a while. I'm saying it for your own good." She couldn't stand it anymore. How could she satisfy him every single night? It left her completely exhausted. She was afraid that if things went on like this, she would have to find a younger and more beautiful woman for him to distract his attention.

In the silence of the dark night, James replied coldly, "What about you? You seem to have more than enough energy. You're always watching videos of other men."

They had spent several nights together, so he was already familiar with her habits. He had seen her frequently watching entertainment videos on her phone. As long as a man with a good-looking face or physique appeared on the screen, she would ogle at him for a long time.

Every time James noticed her paying attention to another man, he would wonder if he didn't satisfy her enough in bed.

'Other men? Videos?' In her fatigue, Maria's brain was a little slow, and it took her a while to figure out what he was referring to. Forcing one of her eyes open, she explained, "Those men are just eye candy. It's not like I'll do anything with them."

She didn't even understand why he was complaining about such a trivial thing. She was a woman who was attracted to men. It wasn't a big deal if she appreciated good-looking men. Besides, if he saw a beautiful young woman, wouldn't he ogle at her? If he said no, Maria wouldn't believe him.

"Like what? What other things do you want to do?" James asked lightly, but there was a hint of danger in his voice.

Maria yawned and said helplessly, "Look at me. What would I want to do? I can't even handle you every night. How can I handle those younger men?"

"Maria." James suddenly turned to her and placed his hand on her waist. "I feel like you're dissatisfied with my performance." There was a sour taste in his mouth. What did she mean by "younger"?

"It's good that you know it. That's why I'm asking you to restrain yourself," Maria said, tiredly opening her eyes and stroking his cheek with her hand. "Be a good boy."

James raised his hand and grabbed hers, stopping her hand in mid-air. "Do you think I'm too old?" he asked.

Desperate to go to sleep in peace, Maria had no choice but to give in. "How could I? Mr. Xi, you're only in your early thirties. Besides, you look way younger than that. You're full of youthful vigor.

I'm so jealous of you." He was not satisfied with her answer. "Maria..."

"James, you're being annoying! Can I go to sleep now?" Maria interrupted sharply, finally losing her temper.

James pressed his lips together in displeasure. Why was she angry with him?

Maria tugged the quilt over her head and burrowed herself under it. "From now on, for every word you say to me, you have to give me one hundred thousand dollars! Wait, no, make that a million!"

"I have to give you one million for every word I say? Maria, why don't you just marry me instead? In that way, you will get half of my property. Think about it," James said. 'How could she threaten me like this?' he thought bitterly.

Maria murmured to herself, counting the number of words he had said. When she was done, she stuck her head out of the quilt. "Mr. Xi, you said thirty-three words just now, so you have to give me thirty-three million dollars. Don't forget to transfer the money to me tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I will give you thirty-three million dollars. But whenever you are free, you should consider my suggestion," James said, tapping her nose affectionately.

"Eighteen words, which means another eighteen million dollars!" This was a really cool game! She had effortlessly earned fifty-one million dollars in the blink of an eye.