Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Irene couldn't shake off his hand. She gritted her teeth and kicked Tristan's groin.

Tristan screamed and immediately let go of her.

Irene stared at him with cold eyes, aggressive and reserved. "Do not think I am still the little girl you bullied ten years ago! If you touch me again, I will castrate you!"

After scolding him fiercely, she turned and continued walking.

"Irene, you are seeking death!" Tristan had dominated her family for thirty years. He had always forced this woman under his feet. How could he be satisfied now that he had been slapped in the face? He stood against the wall and yelled, "Security! Go and get that woman back! I'll teach her a lesson today!"

The security guard who was rushing over hesitated. After all, she was the third daughter of the Jones family.

"Aren't you going to do what I just said?!" Tristan chided fiercely. "If you don't bring her back, I'll chop you all to pieces!"

Several security guards immediately moved and dragged Irene back.

"Let me go. What are you doing?" Irene struggled desperately. However, how could she be stronger than a group of men?

Tristan crossed his legs and his gaze was malevolent. "Throw her into the cellar and lock her up there! Don't give her anything to eat or drink. Don't turn on any lights. I want her to starve to death!"

"Do not..." Sofia wanted to plead for her, but Tristan roared even more furiously, "Shut up! If you say another word, I'll lock you up too!"

Sofia ceased speaking at once. She looked at Irene, who was dragged into the cellar, and then wept again.

"Let me go!" Irene struggled violently, her wrist turned red from being pulled by security. "Tristan, you are unlawfully detaining me. I will sue you!"

Tristan stared at her and smiled sinisterly, not taking her seriously at all.

Irene was thrown into the basement roughly. There was a step behind the door. She was pushed into the hall all of a sudden so fell to the ground.

She bumped on the angular stairs, which made her so painful. She curled up on the dusty floor and couldn't get up for a long time.

With a crash, the door of the basement was locked, and the light was instantly turned off. The basement was dark, and she could see nothing.

stood up. She tried everything to escape, but she was

end, she could only stare at the darkness and was lost in her

could she

Who will

here, her mother and father would definitely help Tristan

come and

laid back

been useful since she was

conjugal home and in the

in her belly was getting heavier and her lips became drier with each passing time. All her strength and vitality were fading little by little

the darkness in front of her and

the company building of

the door of the president's office, she still took the courage to knock

in!" said Edward, without raising his

whispered, "Mr. Wilson, I have something to tell

did not look up, and kept flipping a page of document, "Go

breath. Her face was pale as she clenched her fists, waiting for

not get along well. They had even quarreled once in the staff room, and the president's

she mentioned his wife in front of him, the president would definitely be angry, but she had no choice. She was really worried

Irene's words only made Edward pause for a moment, and

if not carring her at all,

her. "Mr. Wilson, she is really missing.

at her

busy."

hardly speak. She bit her lip in anger and discontent, but in the end she had no choice

door was gently closed, and everything was

but he had not opened it yet. it had

came to his senses and picked up the

It was Celine.