A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 167

Maria pursed her lips when she heard what James said. She stood up from her seat and went to the kitchen. There, she saw a tray on the countertop. It was full of small porcelain bowls with lids.

She curiously opened each bowl and found out that their contents were the same as what James was eating. So she surmised that these dishes must be for her breakfast.

Maria went back to the dining room with the tray of breakfast in her hands and deliberately sat next to James. "I'm done! And I'll have the same breakfast as yours. Don't you think I'm fast?"

"Women can't be too fast," James replied indifferently.

"Huh?" Holding the spoon in her hand, Maria raised her eyebrows and looked at him in confusion.

When James noticed her gaze, he met her eyes and explained calmly, "If women are too fast, men won't have a sense of conquest."

Maria was rendered speechless. She hadn't realized at first that he was cracking a dirty joke. Wasn't it still early morning? She choked. "Are you going to be my pilot this morning?" she then asked.

"You want me to take you to France personally? No way! " He wouldn't fall into her trap this time.

Maria snorted coldly. But since she would be taking his private plane later, she didn't intend to argue with him. "Do you want... Forget it. I don't think you're short anything."

There were too many people who wanted to buy gifts for James. She was just a nobody, and her gift shouldn't be that important.

"Yes, I do."

"What? What else don't you have?" Maria took a sip of bird's nest soup from her bowl. It was only then that she noticed that James didn't seem to have the same soup as he was drinking yam congee.

James had finished eating his breakfast, so he wiped his mouth and stood up. He then walked to her, bent over, and whispered something in her ear.

Maria almost choked on the bird's nest in her mouth upon hearing what he whispered to her. Fortunately, she didn't spit the soup out.

"Ahem!" She cleared her throat. James must have been restraining his sexual desire so hard during those days that she had her period. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept telling her dirty jokes early in the morning.

She didn't expect that he would do such a thing.

Maria took a piece of tissue and wiped her red lips. She then turned around and looked at James, who was standing there, tidying up his clothes. With her eyes wide open, she pretended to be innocent and asked, "Should I buy it as a wedding gift for you and Alina?"

James’ hands that were tidying up his tie paused. He looked at her and changed his mind.

"Stop eating now."

"Huh? But why?"

Instead of answering her, he grabbed her wrist, pulled her up from the chair, and dragged her upstairs. "Go upstairs. There is something more delicious in my room."

Maria staggered. She was confused. She couldn't understand what was going on. However, he held her so tightly that she couldn't break free from his grip. Eventually, she was dragged by him all the way up.

When Maria was pushed down to the king-sized bed, she immediately understood what he meant.

And what else could she do to retort? She just reminded herself to learn more dirty jokes after she returned from France. Otherwise, she could never win against James on this matter.

They only had one round of sex. But Maria was so tired that she couldn't even raise her hand.

Everytime they had sex, she always ended up like a fish in a frying pan, allowing him to fry her over and over again. And he seemed to be very patient doing it.

When James came out of the bathroom, Maria was still in bed, lying on her stomach. The flush on her face hadn't vanished yet. Her long hair was casually scattered on the pillow, and her eyes were closed, looking worn out totally.

James sat on the edge of the bed, took out a black card from his wallet, and put it on the nightstand next to him. "This card is unlimited. As long as you have the ability, you can bring back everything that shopping malls in France have."

"Don't worry. I won't fail in my mission," Maria answered lazily without opening her eyes.

James stretched out his arm and placed his big palm on her head. "The house cleaner will arrive in half an hour."