Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

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Chapter 323

With just a glance, Richard turned away and strode straight toward his car, tossing over his shoulder. “You can find your own way back.”

Sofia shouted, “Damn it! You drove me here, and now I’m supposed to get back on my own? Watch me go right back in there and file for divorce.”

When they were getting married, he was practically inseparable. But now that they were married… If his attitude was going to change, it shouldn’t be like this.

It was just too outrageous. When people got married, they at least went out for a meal or something to celebrate.

Richard was already in the car, glancing at Sofia with a faint smile. “For the next six months, don’t even think about it.”

Getting a divorce was no big deal. Sofia retorted, “Ha, if I want a divorce, I’ll find a way. ‘Don’t even think about it‘ doesn’t apply to me.”

Hearing Sofia’s sharp–tongued response, Richard simply rolled up the car window. He couldn’t keep talking to her; he’d really lose his temper if he did. He turned to Cliff and said, “Drive.”

Cliff looked a bit embarrassed. “Aren’t you going to take her out for a post–wedding dinner to celebrate?”

“We have different tastes,” Richard said nonchalantly. The thought of eating with Sofia made his stomach churn. With her quick temper, if she said something wrong during the meal, the whole table might end up flipped.

Cliff smiled, “How is that even a valid excuse? Be careful, you might push Ms. Sofia to file for divorce on her own.” Cliff believed that Sofia was definitely capable of doing that, given her temperament.

Richard’s response was cold and dismissive. “She wouldn’t dare.”

Cliff fell silent. Whether she would dare or not, everyone in Fiorenza knew the truth. Was Richard really that oblivious?

Richard took out his phone and dialed a number. The person on the other end seemed reluctant to answer. It took two tries before the call was finally picked up. “Mr. Casalini, looking for another fight?” Dan’s voice came through the phone, gritted with irritation.

Richard’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Sofia is my wife now.”

The line went quiet, the air suddenly heavy with silence.

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hospital, the air in the entire ward

coldly and glanced at Maxwell. Maxwell felt a chill run through him under that gaze. Thankfully, Dan looked away after just a moment. When he spoke

smiled, “I said, Sofia is now my wife. Stop bothering her for no reason, or else…” At this point, Richard paused, his voice dripping with a menacing undertone.

Dan’s eyes. “Or else what?” he challenged,

in ashes.” His eyes narrowed, a hint of fury in his voice. That punk dared to act tough in Fiorenza; he was going to teach him a lesson.

“Ha, big talk Mr. Casalini. But is the Casalini family still your support?” Every word was spoken through gritted

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a cold, mocking sound. “Why do you care if I’ve got support or not? From now on, Sofia is my wife. My wife, understand?” Each word was a deliberate

the other end of the line grew more

memory? Great, I hope by the time you remember, I’ll have a kid with her. Try staying forgetful forever.” His

was silent, unable to respond, his anger palpable through

disagreement between Mr. Casalini and Dan. This fierce revenge felt more like a long–standing grudge between

wouldn’t dare.” Dan raged over the phone, his voice trembling

of “wife” just infuriated the man on the other end of the line. Without waiting for

became quiet. Richard lit a cigarette and took a drag, finding relief in each breath, his shoulders

in the rearview mirror and carefully asked, “Are you intentionally provoking Mr.

off that bastard,” Richard muttered, wincing as the cut

be. Is he really getting revenge for today? No, it doesn’t seem like it. There must be something else we’re not aware of.

new injuries. Richard’s surprise attack had caught him completely off guard. Enraged by Richard’s

this, looked anxious. “Sir,” he

going to get married?” Dan’s voice was heavy with frustration.

himself. They really did get married? He had heard it through the phone’s speaker. But with all this chaos, they still went through with it? Who on earth was crazy enough to do

hair as he recalled the

bruises on Richard’s neck and face clearly showed they had fought before going there. Even if he hadn’t been there himself, the atmosphere just didn’t feel like a

Maxwell whispered to himself, his face a

felt a chill