A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 258

"What would that be?" Maria asked and raised her head.

"Do your best to give us another grandson. Once the baby is born, you are free to raise him by yourself. And if you don't want to, then you can just leave him to us."

Maria gaped at the old man.

"You may leave now, Maria. Don't come to us again unless you're carrying our future grandchild,"

Augustine said.

Maria got into her car and drove back downtown in a sluggish pace.

To say that she had totally offended James would be an understatement. How would she manage getting pregnant with his baby at this point? Augustine had handed her a rather difficult task indeed.

But she couldn't refuse. Augustine and his wife had treated her so well all this time, and she had already let them down. How could she bear to do it again?

Alas!

She glanced at her rearview mirror and looked at the car tailing her. She grew more irritable.

Maria swerved at the next corner and headed to a nearby bar.

The bodyguards were quick to alert James. "Mr. Xi, Ms. Song has made a stop on her way back home. She's currently at XY Street."

'XY Street?' James recalled that one time Maria had been drunk. She had come out of a bar in XY Street and had been brought back to her apartment by Kent.

"I see."

He hung up the phone and stood from his seat, buttoning his suit jacket as he made his way to the door.

"James!" Ethan called from the table he had just vacated. "Where are you going?"

"To a bar."

"What? Why, so suddenly?" Ethan was perplexed. "And a bar? Isn't the wine here good enough?"

James didn't even bother looking back when he answered, "Maria is not here."

Ethan's eyes widened in surprise. James had recently been acting like he had broken up with Maria for good. What was with this new, 180-degree development?

Well, he might as well return to his own apartment. He walked out of the establishment with James, but when they passed the latter’s car, Ethan was pulled along into it. Once again, he ended up tagging along against his will.

Ethan sighed in resignation. He hated having to be subjected to this couple's public displays of affection.

They walked into the bar in question.

James' eyes zeroed in on the woman singing onstage. She had taken off her coat and was sporting a black, figure-hugging dress.

Her long hair fell in a curtain over her shoulder as she crooned a sad melody into the bar. "We are all living hard. We have won and lost in love and hatred, and we have been brilliant and disappointed, without any regret. I believe that at the end of suffering is a gain."

Despite the nature of the ballad she was singing, the men all around didn't seem affected. They all stood at her feet under the stage and looked up at her in adoration.

A few patrons who seemed to share a streak of lovesickness were singing along. "There are a few twists and turns on the way to grow up..."

Ethan had to raise his voice inside the bar for him to be heard. "James, shall we ask the management for a private room upstairs?"

There were exclusive VIP rooms on the second floor, and they had usually stayed there whenever they came to this place.

James surveyed the hall before saying, "That won't be necessary." Then he went straight to the bar counter and sat on one of the stools.

Ethan followed suit and ordered drinks for them while they waited for the end of the performance. They had a perfect view of the stage from their chosen spot.

The big screen behind Maria showed all sorts of gifts sent to her by the men in the bar.

The items were just popping up incessantly one after another-different kinds of wine, cocktails, and flowers.

Soon her slot was full.

Ethan propped an elbow on the countertop and perched his chin on his hand. "Maria truly is an enchantress, and a very tempting one at that. One random song was all it took to bring these men to their knees."

James said nothing.