My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise novel Chapter 38

"You..." Leo was taken aback for a moment. He knew exactly what this was, just like several years ago when it first happened to Madison. He went in person to buy her sanitary products when she was so embarrassed by it. Thinking back, he still felt somewhat bewildered and found it hard to imagine how they had reached this point today. However, it was clear that now was not the time to reminisce.

Madison's face turned red with embarrassment as she hastily lifted the hem of her dress to cover it. Her voice carried a hint of anger as she said, "Get out of the way!"

Leo looked up at her reddened eyes and took a few steps back. "I'm sorry," he said.

Madison was not in the mood to accept his apology. She didn't even want to look at him, clutching her handbag tightly as she hurried into the restroom. 'Damn bastard!' she cursed in her mind. If he hadn't suddenly gone crazy at the entrance to the ladies' room, she wouldn't have ruined her dress.

Unfortunately, Madison hadn't brought her phone as she thought she would quickly return to the lounge. Now, she had no way to contact Joe and ask him to bring a clean set of clothes. She had no choice but to tough it out. Fortunately, there wasn't much blood on her dress.

The first thing Madison saw when she exited the ladies' room was Leo's imposing figure. Her expression immediately turned dark. It seemed that he had been waiting for her. His black suit was draped over his arm, the white shirt and the vest underneath adding an air of nobility. When he heard the sound and turned around, he stepped toward her and handed her the suit.

Madison glared at him.

Leo probably knew he was in the wrong, so he refrained from saying anything mean. "Put it on. Even if you don't have to change your dress, it's good to keep warm," he said.

Although her dress wasn't designed with an entirely open back, the thin fabric made her prone to feeling cold. After a moment's thought, Madison reached out and took it. "You ruined my dress, and I'll take your suit. We're even. I hope that the next time you contact me, it will be because the divorce has been finalized and not for any other reason." With these words, she coolly left, striding in her high heels.

Leo's extinguished anger reignited, and he asked in a deep voice as he followed her. "Madison, do you have to speak to me like this?"

Madison didn't even turn her head, walking straight ahead. "Mr. Palmer, how do you think I should talk to you? Besides divorce, is there anything else for us to discuss?"

Madison couldn't understand where he got the nerve to talk to her about these trivial matters. Wanting to marry him in the past was out of her foolishness. Now, she had come to her senses. She would divorce him as he wished, and avoid him and Sally, yet he still wanted more from her.

She was about to turn toward the lounge, but her path was blocked before she could do so.

Leo, with his long legs, quickly strode in front of her, his tall figure obstructing her way. "If you think there's nothing to talk about, come home with me," he said, losing patience and grabbing her wrist with a stern face.

Surprisingly, Madison didn't struggle. A faint smile appeared as she tilted her head to look at him. "Come home with you? So, Mr. Palmer, in what name should I go home with you? Are you sure that's my home?" The mockery in her eyes resurfaced, piercing his heart.

For a moment, Leo suddenly considered letting it go. Not getting a divorce and spending a lifetime with her this way didn't seem so bad. At least he could refute her words with a good reason for her to come home. But that thought was fleeting. He involuntarily tightened his grip on her wrist, looking into her eyes filled with cold amusement. "Until the divorce is finalized, you are my wife. Is that clear enough for you?"