A Vengeful Ex-Wife novel Chapter 50

Of course, James' manhood and masculinity mattered to Alina. If she thought of her future happiness being married to him, she did care a lot. But it wasn't her top priority. The truth was, the welfare of the Tang family and the crown as Mrs. Xi were more important. For the sake of these two, she was willing to put up with the fact that James was impotent, and he liked men.

While reading Alina's message that sounded so sincere, Maria couldn't help but snicker. She then replied, "Alina, I'm so lucky to be with such a good woman like you."

"James, please just promise me that you won't abandon me no matter what happens."

Resisting the impulse to retch, Maria replied again, "Don't worry. I won't abandon you."

Alina's messages were very satisfying. But Maria couldn't really tell if it was because she was too infatuated with James or she only took a fancy to the crown as Mrs. Xi.

At this moment, James, who was on the bed, turned around. Frightened, Maria quickly closed his phone and put it back in the pocket of his suit.

She was so nervous that she forgot to delete her chat history with Alina. Fortunately, James didn't open his eyes. He just changed his sleeping position and fell asleep again.

After many years of being away from him, Maria was dying to sleep with James again. But she didn't intend to do it while he was intoxicated with alcohol. So she just knelt on the floor, rested her head on the edge of the bed, and obsessively stared at his sleeping face. She then whispered, "James, don't get engage to Alina, okay?"

James' eyelids flickered the moment she finished her words. Before she could even react, he already opened his eyes.

Caught off guard, she froze as her eyes met his. She was stunned while he was expressionless.

His eyes looked refreshed and sober, so Maria surmised that he must have sobered up long ago. That was pretty quick.

When she recovered from the shock, she immediately sat up straight and finally found her tongue to break the silence. "James, how could you do this? I was sleeping soundly, yet you kept ringing my doorbell. When I opened the door, you just ran into my bedroom and slept on my bed. So annoying, isn't it?"

James didn't react. His lips were shut, but the way he looked at her seemed to say, "Do you really think I believe that crap?"

When Maria noticed that look, she subconsciously straightened her slightly messy long hair. She then stood up from the carpeted floor and ordered dryly, "Now that you are awake, get up and leave my room."

James closed his eyes for a few seconds and slowly sat up from the bed. It was only then that he found out that he was half-naked. Although his trousers and belt were intact, he still frowned.

"What did you do to me?" he asked in a hoarse but cold voice.

To hide the embarrassment that she felt, Maria sneered, "You were too drunk. What else can I do except wiping your body?" She then turned her back on him and mumbled, "As if you can still have sex when you're drunk." Maria thought that it was less harsh than directly asking, "I want to have sex with you, but do you think you're capable when you're inebriated?"

When James looked down, he saw a basin of water on the floor, so he somehow believed her. He straightened his back, rubbed his temples, and put on his shirt in silence.

While buttoning up his shirt, his phone rang, and the sound was coming from the pocket of his suit. He reached out his hand to get it.

Maria picked up his jacket and shoved it into his arms. "Hurry up and leave! I want to go back to sleep now and continue the dream that you've interrupted." While fumbling for his phone in his pocket, James glanced at her and commented sarcastically, "Sleeping in a party dress?"

Maria looked at herself at once. She forgot to change into her nightgown. Her lies were exposed.

For a few minutes, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. James was now checking his phone.

Maria was snorting when she suddenly remembered the text conversation she had with Alina just now. It seemed that she did not delete their messages. She gaped at him as if he had seen something terrifying on his face.

'Oh my, God! I'm so screwed,' she thought to herself.

At the thought of it, she moved closer to him and said in her most melodious voice, "James, may I borrow your phone?"

"Do you want to delete some messages on my phone?"

Maria forced a smile. Indeed, she was exposed! "Well...I can explain it."