A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 375

James held Maria's hand and squeezed it gently. "The ring I gave Alina was in your size."

'No wonder Alina's ring fitted my finger perfectly, ' Maria thought to herself. "How did you know my size? More importantly, why'd you get her a ring in my size?" she asked.

James explained it all to her patiently. "I've always known your size, ever since we got married. When they asked me about Alina's ring size, my mind went blank and I blurted out your size instead."

Maria smiled to herself, understanding what had happened. "Well, I still don't agree."

"Mia-"

Maria interrupted him quickly. "There's a saying that if you love a person, you would call them by their full name." She was lying. The truth was, whenever he called her Mia, he sounded so sexy that she would go weak in the knees.

James looked at her dubiously for a moment before finally saying, "That can't be right. If you love someone, you would call them by their nickname."

Maria chuckled. "You dare go against me?"

"No, I love you in my own way."

Her heart happily skipped a beat. 'He's so good at flirting!'

Once upon a time, James had thought that he would never love a woman wholeheartedly. If one couldn't even control their heart, how was they able to manage a large company? Now he knew how ignorant he was.

It was Maria who made him realize that matters of the heart and matters of the company were two different things. She also made him realize he loved her way more than she could ever hope for.

"Mia." His tone softened. He was determined to continue the conversation Maria had just interrupted.

"Yes?"

"Would you remarry me?" He couldn't keep it in any longer.

She looked up to lock eyes with him. As resolutely as how he had refused her before, she declared, "No way!"

James' expression hardened. He hadn't forgotten what he had said before.

He didn't expect that he would be slapped in the face by his own words.

Maria didn't take off the diamond ring. James didn't allow it, even if she refused his proposal.

On the second day of the lunar New Year, James and Maria had dinner with their friends, taking Bob with them. The boy received lots of thick red packets.

Ethan held Bob, and he bounced the little boy on his lap giddily. "Bob, how about you call me your godfather? I'll give you my manor in the US."

Ethan had a manor in the US, which covered over ten thousand acres of land. It was a gift from his grandfather when he reached adulthood.

Maria had no clue how big the manor was, but she didn't care. She wanted to step in and refuse, but she knew James would answer, so she lowered her head and ate in silence instead.

James cast a sidelong glance at Ethan. "Why would I have my son take care of your tiny land? Show some sincerity."

Ethan's face fell. "What makes you think I'm insincere? Lowrie, what are you going to give to Bob?"

Reaching over to pinch Bob's chubby cheek, Lawrence said, "I'll give him a team."

His so-called "team" was no ordinary group of people. It consisted of roughly a thousand highly trained mercenaries, each one very capable.

James nodded with satisfaction. Then, he turned to Ethan and said, "Take notes from him."

Ethan pouted, "What if I hire a team for Bob as well?"

Cooper, who had been silent throughout the dinner, chuckled. "Why don't you find yourself a wife and have a daughter, so that she can marry Bob?"

Maria almost choked on her food.