After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 797

Isabelle's mind was a bit confused, but the man holding her neck tightly like he meant business reminded her of everything that was happening at the moment.

She gritted her teeth, with the taste of rust permeating between her lips and teeth.

Due to the fact that her lip was bitten and broken, her consciousness also regained some clarity.

She swiftly and accurately aimed for the man's neck with a sharp strike. She was no longer the submissive woman she used to be, as she had already acquired basic self-defense skills. Even though she was poisoned now, she didn't want to die without a fight, let alone become someone else's prey!

A strong will to survive drove her, causing her to first relax the man's vigilance, allowing her to strike with a single blow.

Almost everyone in the Athena Society knows this trick, taught by Sylvia. It is fast, accurate, and easy to go unnoticed. As long as you seize the opportunity, you can hit it and save yourself!

The man's neck stiffened, his eyes widened, and he stared at her intently. "You slut!"

He lifted his foot to kick Isabelle, but the man suddenly felt a numb and prickly sensation in the back of his neck. He forgot about Isabelle and reached for the silver needle on his own neck. With a single tug, his eyes rolled back and he suddenly slumped to the ground with a thud, unable to get up.

Isabelle stumbled towards the door, feeling weak all over. The door that she could usually open with a gentle pull now took her several attempts as her hands trembled.

This was when the door was pulled open.

She stumbled to Darius's door and reached out to knock, but the door was pulled open from inside. Her body, which had been leaning against the door, went limp and she fell into the man's arms. Darius was taken aback, and reached out his long arms to catch the woman's limp body.

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He looked at the woman in his arms, her face flushed with a hint of strangeness.

His pupils were now tinged with a hint of charming haziness, gazing at him softly.

This was not like her!

She usually treated him with courtesy and restraint, with a hint of aloofness.

Darius never wanted to force her, as the slow and steady approach was the best way forward.

And he also knew that she had been hurt, so he was even more cautious about making any rash moves.

Just now she stumbled and rushed over, it was an accident.

Upon seeing the marks on her neck and the slap mark on her cheek.

With his entourage, he placed the now-raging Isabelle on the bed and immediately ordered his men to investigate what had

darkened as he locked the

down at the delicate beauty lying on the bed, and his breath caught

the woman on the

now unconsciously whispering, "Hot... So

a mature man. As early as when Isabelle came in, he clearly discovered

the thought of someone with malicious intentions drugging her made his face grow even

gloomy, he also had a hint

the door was him, not someone

heart,

uncomfortable and there would be no cure for

is a bit confused

the air, trying to find that piece of

What did she touch?

gazed at the man beside the bed, such

she licked her red lips. In the next moment, as

woman's soft lips suddenly blocked

to him like a

was hoarse and she

indifferent, it is simply not

his handsome face. His sexy Adam's apple bobbed up and down as

eyes in the sound

around her slender waist

startled and about to get up, but

memories flooded into my

the man's arm and gently placed it

picked up her own clothes from the floor and grabbed her shoes, ready to sneak back

her hand touched the doorknob, a husky and sexy male

sound, while the

end up sleeping with Darius

so soundly that it feels like the world could end and you wouldn't

refreshed and comfortable, it's hard to describe how

with women to achieve

"I..."

her mouth, her throat hurt a

poisoned... Thank you for saving me, Mr. Foster." "Shouldn't you show your gratitude with action?" Darius raised his eyebrows and looked

me."

face turned even redder. "What responsibility

back to

quite some time, and he