A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Chloe’s long eyelashes fluttered, causing a layer of goosebumps to appear on her snowy skin.

“How did you figure out that I wear a size 36 shoe?”

“It looks very diminutive.” Joseph said, his face still retaining a noble and frosty expression.

Chloe’s little white feet, encased in slippers, curled up in embarrassment and mockingly sneered, “Men always seem to have a way of acting like a lout with their eyes and hands.”

Joseph was left speechless.

He was well aware of himself and thus did not speak truthfully.

He knew Chloe’s shoe size because he had searched through all her belongings left in Mazeland Manor.

He knew that she liked to act like a little hamster, having nothing to do at home but store snacks, taking up most of the space.

He had vaguely smelled the La fille de Belin perfume of Ludwell before, and had thought its spicy and cold taste was not suitable for her. Now it seemed he had been mistaken; this thorny, proud and charming aroma was made for her.

He was aware that she wore a size 36 shoe, and the two small white shoes were still neatly arranged on the shoe rack, as if she could return at any moment.

That day, she was disappointed to realize that he had never truly known her.

Hence, he sought to employ this approach to reconnect with her.

After two hours of driving, they had scarcely exchanged a word.

The Ferrari glided into Mazeland Manor and came to a halt at the gate.

Joseph unbuckled his seat belt, then his tall figure leaned toward Chloe.

Pa –

Chloe knew he’d still be untrustworthy. She quickly brought her arm up to shield her body, her eyes icy with rejection. “I don’t need you, I’ll take care of it myself.”

As a result, there was a click –

Joseph had already wrapped his arm around her flat belly before she had a chance to prepare, his fingertips pressing open her seatbelt.

“No need to thank me.”

Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise as she realized how quickly the person had moved, completely unaware of their presence.

She had earlier heard from her fourth brother that he needed ten seconds to assemble a pistol in the military academy, but Joseph astounded her by needing only eight seconds, his hand speed being remarkable.

Deceiving her eyes was not an easy task.

Joseph and Chloe strode boldly into the Sawle family’s home, and the news of their arrival raced among the servants.

“Goodness me! Am I tio

too young and sprightly? Did Mr. Sawle return with the young lady?”

could Mr. Sawle

we call her now? Young Madam or Miss Lewis? It’s quite

we address her as ‘Young Madam, what if that surnamed Brown hears about it? We’ll have to

one with the surname Brown is just a sourpuss. She isn’t as pleasant as Miss

his eyes shot a

hear it; yet, she ignored it, her indifferent

my thing? Where could it

just like it

be coming for it today, yet you didn’t bother to tidy it up

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all things that you hold dear. I wouldn’t dare to meddle with

born with

when Chloe was compliant to him, he took it for granted. Now, she was like a prickly rose, piercing

wanted to know more about her

I go and get it, or should you have

rang at an inconvenient

important call meeting. He said apologetically. “I need to take

you

of relief as the man left in a hurry,

embarrassment

.

some time alone with him, yet this fickle man would always

Sea Gate himself to pick her up, having prepared high heels for her, and assisted her in fastening her seat belt. His considerate behavior made him appear

a strange and awkward sensation, as if tiny ants were marching up her ankles and into her

expired can,

pulled out her phone and rang Jordan, Jordan, I’m in Medo, at Mazeland Manor come and get me right away.”

in shock. “You,

have their mums. It’s a

up the phone and went straight

up her clothes and leave before Jordan arrived,

and see Annie, who had quit school and was at home, not too far

the door to Annie’s room, she heard Skyler’s shrill and piercing voice,

minx! What did you get up to with Young

beans!”

nothing, Sister… nothing at all,”

“Bullshit!”

against him after drinking that stuff! If you didn’t leave the red mark on his neck, where did

idea! I honestly can’t recall…

Prang!

of the vase shattering followed.

eyes were a blazing scarlet, her fingers clenched tightly, and with a loud

“It’s you?!”

something whizzed

bang, it

“Ah!”

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