A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Amelie panicked until she felt her mind go blank. She subconsciously readied her leg to kick at his private part. If he dares to do anything to me, I’ll strike so hard that he won’t think about using it again!

“Is it because you have another man in your heart?” he whispered into her ear in his low, sultry tone.

What did he say?

She was stunned because of his words, so she turned to look at him. His eyes were closed, his lips were practically attached to her ears, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. Is he frowning? For me? How’s that possible? Back then, he would even dream that I would leave his life.

Suddenly, her anxiety went away; what replaced it was infinite irony instead. Although she knew he was drunk, she still smirked and shoved him aside.

Sitting up, she quickly adjusted her clothes and shot him a cold gaze. “Leo, I’ve already given you what was obligated of me. So, don’t interfere in my life anymore.”

Even if she did not have another man in her life, Amelie would never again permit Leo to stick his nose in her business. Since we’re already divorced, let’s just go our separate ways.

Ignoring him completely, she walked straight out of the private room. After the door closed, the seemingly drunk man suddenly opened his eyes. As his somber gaze landed on the door, his stern countenance expressed no emotions whatsoever.

He sat up, and there was no hint of drunkenness to be seen from his eyes while he turned the bezel of his watch, his black shirt showing off his alluring figure. Smiling subtly, he thought, Given me what was obligated of her? What does that mean?

His gaze further darkened. Is her so-called obligation our four-year wedding? That was a setup, so why would she say that?

With his hands on his knees, he propped himself up before he placed his fingers on the door handle and pulled it. He walked quickly, wanting to chase after Amelie, and asked her what she meant.

“Leony!” Just as he stepped out of the room, a sweet voice called out to him.

Holding an exquisite bag, Elyse wore silk pants with high heels and ran over panting before she stopped before him. “I heard you were drunk. Are you alright?” With a worried expression, she looked at him with her bright eyes.

pitiful. Yet, Leo added a clear disgust to his cold expression upon seeing her while pursing his lips. “Get

out of sadness, looking like she

her another glance, he stated, “Do you need me to repeat that for you?” His words were cold,

herself even further,

look for Amelie again,

single word without any

interacting with Miss Clayton in the program, Miss Dillon only ever came across her another time

“The racetrack?” Leo frowned.

he went there that time, he did not

However, from the surveillance footage, I saw she

moment, Leo frowned so deeply that his forehead wrinkled while his grip on his phone tightened so

messages were, a short while after Miss Clayton’s messages were sent, Mr. Lowe had the staff change the layout of the

the end of the call, Leo did not say anything as he stayed expressionless after hearing everything. “Wait.” His voice rang through the hallway after he hung

was walking away, suddenly stopped before turning around with disbelief in her eyes.

had an expectant and surprised look. After a while, she looked at her surroundings. Besides

nearly shredded her elegant facade as she ran over with expectation, blinking

do to Amelie when you were at the racetrack?” The stoic

t-track?” she stuttered. Gone was the excitement as her

weak, rendering her unable to stand properly. I’ve hidden it so well, so how does

her fingers repeatedly, she wanted to catch any hint from Leo’s expression, but all she saw was his icy visage. With how expressionless he was, she could not glean anything

dare to speak, so she acted innocent. “What are you talking about? Racetrack? I don’t understand what