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

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?”

me… She’s too gorgeous! How could Mr. Sawle be willing to part ways with such a stunning

should we call her now? Young Madam or Miss

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

Brown is just a sourpuss. She isn’t as pleasant as Miss

the gossip, and his eyes shot a slight resentful glance at Chloe

it; yet, she ignored it, her indifferent expression making him

my thing? Where could it be?”

your room, just like it

to tidy it up beforehand. Are you

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dare to meddle with them lightly. Joseph couldn’t help but gaze at her

with a frugal

it for granted. Now, she was like a prickly rose, piercing him with every

more

do now? Should I go and get it, or should

phone rang at an inconvenient time

did Joseph remember that he had an important call meeting. He said apologetically. “I need to take a call first. I’ll be back shortly.”

you want.”

of relief as the man left in a hurry,

embarrassment as you go.

.

past, when she was his wife, she tried every possible way to get some time alone with him, yet this fickle man

her, and assisted her in fastening her seat belt. His

if tiny ants were marching up

passed was like an expired can, with no sweetness left, only a rancid

and rang Jordan, Jordan, I’m in Medo, at Mazeland Manor

“You, why are you there?!”

don’t have their mums. It’s a complicated tale. Come over first.”

phone

before Jordan arrived, not wanting

Annie, who had quit school and was at home, not too far from the room she used to live in.

Skyler’s shrill and piercing voice, like a scolding

you get up to with Young Master Anderson at Grandfather’s birthday banquet that day? Spill

beans!”

nothing, Sister… nothing at all,” Annie

“Bullshit!”

not take action against him after drinking that stuff! If you didn’t leave

no idea! I honestly can’t

Prang!

the vase shattering followed.

tightly, and with a loud bang, she kicked open the door, startling Skyler who was going

“It’s you?!”

reacted instantly when something whizzed

it struck her face!

“Ah!”