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?”

Goodness me… She’s too gorgeous! How could Mr. Sawle be

we call her now? Young Madam or Miss Lewis?

Lewis. If we address her as ‘Young Madam, what if that

surname Brown is just

and his eyes shot a slight resentful glance at Chloe beside him.

no reason for Chloe to not hear it; yet, she ignored it, her

Where

just like it

yet you didn’t bother to tidy it up beforehand. Are you that lazy?”

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Chapter 120 muttered.

I wouldn’t dare to meddle with them lightly. Joseph

born with a frugal nature.

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

know more about her instead.

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

at an

that he had an important call meeting. He said apologetically. “I need to

whatever you want.”

as the man left

embarrassment

.

every possible way to get some time alone with him, yet this

her up, having prepared high heels for her, and assisted her in fastening her seat

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

can, with no sweetness left, only a rancid

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

in shock. “You, why

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

hung up the phone

clothes and leave before Jordan arrived, not wanting to stay

who had quit school and was at home, not too far from the room

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

minx! What did you get up to with Young Master Anderson

beans!”

nothing, Sister… nothing at all,” Annie

“Bullshit!”

after drinking that stuff! If you didn’t leave the red mark on his neck, where did it come from?! Did a dog do

no idea! I honestly

Prang!

of the vase

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

“It’s you?!”

reacted instantly when something

it struck

“Ah!”

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