A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 394

"I won't drink it anymore. Can you help me finish the rest?" Maria asked James, fluttering her eyebrows with an innocent smile.

"No," came the man's cold reply.

Hearing that, she stood up decisively. "Fine, I'll pay the bill right now. Let's go home!" Anyway, she had already had a chat with Ethan, so she was ready to leave.

But before she could walk to the counter, James grabbed her hand and signaled to Ethan.

Ethan immediately understood what he meant. "Maria, let me do that!"

Before she could respond, he ran to the counter to pay the bill.

Maria turned to James and said helplessly, "I told him that I'd pay the bill. This whole meal would have barely cost five hundred dollars! Why are you bullying a kid over five hundred dollars?"

James looked her coolly. How was Ethan a kid? That guy was more than twenty years old! He opened his thin lips and said, "Even if I asked him to pay a bill of three million dollars, he wouldn't dare to say no."

Maria rolled her eyes at him. "Is that the reason why you bully him even more?"

"What? Are you feeling sorry for him? No matter, I can bully him even more. Should I do it?"

Maria scoffed. What was wrong with this man? All she had done was have a drink with his friend at a snack bar. Was that such a big deal? They were just having a meal in public, not hiding in some private room!

Sure enough, as Maria said, their dinner tonight cost just a little more than four hundred dollars.

After handing five hundred dollars to the cashier, Ethan walked back, panting slightly. "Let's go," he said.

"Where are you going?" James asked coldly.

"To your house, to eat something delicious! Call the chef right now and tell him we'll be back soon," Ethan said, as if it was obvious.

Maria could barely hold back her laughter. Couldn't he see that James was angry? How could he still expect James to invite him to his house for dinner?

However, to Maria's surprise, James glanced at the half-finished food at the table in front of him, and then took out his phone and dialed a number. "Call the chef over and ask him to prepare a barbecue dinner."

As he spoke, he began walking out of the snack bar, towards his car. Ethan and Maria obediently followed, whispering to each other as they shuffled behind him.

"He's angry," Maria said.

"I know."

"You know? Then how come you dare to go to his house for dinner?"

Ethan shrugged casually. "Why should I be afraid when you're around?" In his mind, Maria was the amulet that would protect him from James' wrath.

Upon seeing James, the driver quickly opened the door of the back seat of the car. James asked Maria to get in first, and then climbed in next to her.

Ethan naturally sat in the front passenger seat, next to the driver.

Their ride back was quite peaceful. James kept silent, while Ethan and Maria chatted with each other every now and then.

When they arrived at the manor, they found that all the lights were on, and the chef was busy cooking inside.

Walking in the very front, James opened the door and held it for Maria, asking her to go in first.

When Ethan tried to follow her in, James stood in front of him and blocked his way. "I just remembered something."

"What is it?"

Maria turned her head and listened to the conversation between the two men.

"Wait a minute," James said.

Ethan paused and watched in confusion as James walked into the house first. He didn't expect what came next at all. James turned around and said, "The thing I remembered is that you are not welcome here today. Get your own ride back!"

The door was ruthlessly slammed on Ethan's face. He had excitedly followed them to the house to have a delicious dinner, but it turned out that he was not even allowed to enter the house.

However, he wouldn't give up so easily. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the door for a long time. Finally, he decided to call Maria.