Temptation of Mr.Laris’s Ex-Wife

"Again."

A bandit looked vicious and struck Norma with a phone.

Staring at the name "Bert Laris" displayed on the phone screen, Norma felt an utter sense of coldness.

Bert was her husband during her three-year secret marriage. A man who had lived with her for three years and now chose to refuse her call when her life was at risk.

Then sounds coming from the phone echoed in the silent space and reminded the line was occupied. The sounds lingered in the rainy night and her nervous mind, pierced her ears and smashed her cranial nerve.

Seeing it ended with silence again, the male bandit sneered coldly.

He said to her with utter despise in his eye, "It's said Bert boasts a hundred billion dollars. It's a pity that you don't worth a dime in his heart."

Quite so!

Norma seemed to only fit Bert in that regard, nothing more.

"Bert doesn't want you, but I do."

The man licked his lips and stared at her with hunger. A woman abandoned by Bert was also quite hard to meet for him, let alone having her.

Norma had to go out for an interview tonight. On her way back it rained heavily, and the car she took got broken down due to a flat tire. Then she was robbed by the bandit who kept pushing her to call Bert. The bandit obviously did this for the money of the Laris family.

"How much do you want?"

"I give it to you."

Norma said as she looked at the bandit calmly. The way she behaved didn't make her look like a person whose life was at risk.

The bandit clicked his tongue. his eyes roamed around her body and then his eye fixed on her face.

He asked, "I want 100 million. Do you get it?"

Norma smiled sarcastically. She didn't have 100 million dollars.

This man wanted to get 100 million from Bert by kidnapping her. He must be crazy for money.

Bert would consider it carefully for one million, let alone 100 million. After all, her marriage to Bert was not mutually consented.

Norma's mother became a vegetative patient after a car accident. Due to Norma's carelessness for some moments, Jay Yankey and his mistress took her mother away. They threatened Norma by using her mother and forced her to marry Bert, which would save the Yankey family.

"If you let me go, I can offer you one million," Norma said.

This was the best she could offer.

The man sneered.

"I would rather screw you than taking the one million."

The man drew himself closer to her step by step. Norma lifted her leg and kicked him at his ball. He screeched miserably and his big round face turned red, which looked like the color of a pig's heart. When he gathered his senses, Norma had reached the gate. Others watching outside heard the noise and gathered over. When Norma opened the gate, she saw a few strong men with evil face.

The man who got kicked by Norma reacted over and dashed towards Norma. Norma then bent down and took a small knife from her boot. She kept the knife for self-protection.

She stabbed him at his chest. He screamed and then fell down, blood flowing out from his chest constantly. Before other men could figure out what was going on, they were injured by Norma one after another. Norma then ran out.

The man with big round face crawled to stand up. He couldn't stand steadily and held his bleeding chest with his hand.

He said, "Boys, get her. I will reward anyone heavily who get her, live or dead."

It was raining heavily, and she was running on the remote muddy path near mountain. She tried her best to run away and lost her count as how far she had run.

When she could no longer run, she stopped near a national highway like a ghost. She was out of breath, and her legs were trembling. Her pants near her lower legs were cut broken, and she only wore one boot. Just when she was distressed and looked quite embarrassed, she heard a loud whistle ringing out the sky. Strong light was projected to her through the rain. Norma narrowed her eyes. Seeing 88888 on the car's license plate, she was shocked. Then she felt bittersweet.

"Bert..."

Her legs trembled as she approached forward. However, the car just drove passing through her quickly.

Norma looked back and looked like she couldn't believe what had just happened. Watching the car disappearing in the mist, she could guarantee the man in the car definitely saw her. His coldness was like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart and lungs. She pinched herself deeply.

Bert seldom drove himself, unless something important and emergent happened.

He acted so anxiously and it was not for her...

When Wendy Tache found Norma, Norma only wore one boot with broken pants near her lower legs. Norma was standing along the highway and her thought seemed to have flown away from her. She was quite not herself.

Wendy kept cursing Bert along their way back. Wendy even cursed Bert's whole family and his ancestors.

The international rescue team entrusted by Wendy rescued Norma and also captured those bandits successfully.

After several hours of interrogation, the bandits confessed. But Norma did not believe that they just kidnapped her for money.

She said to the police, "I suspect they didn't simply want ransom. My marriage to my husband is kept as a secret. But they know I'm Bert's wife."

Considering the authority Bert had in J City, Norma believed the police would take it seriously.

When they walked out of the police station, it was still raining.

Norma and Wendy walked under the rain.

Wendy suggested, "We go to my place?"

Norma didn't reply.

Wendy then got furious.

"Norma, why do you still stay with Bert, a jerk having no sense of responsibility?"

Wendy worked in the media industry and she was the first group of people to know once some gossip news about Bert came. She resent the gossip news to Norma, who didn't reply her for a long time.

Then she got to know that something wrong happened to Norma.

Wendy showed Norma the No. 1 topic searched online.

According to the news, Sierra Deerwester, heir to the Nam Pharmacy, returned to the country and went to remote places to pick pharmaceutical herbs. She then accidentally had a car accident. Bert personally drove to see her and brought her to a hospital. There were several pictures about Sierra lying on the hospital bed with and a man leaning beside her. No one dared to take his face in the picture. But judging by the corner of his clothes, it was Bert. Bert wore the very dark blue woolen suit when he left.

No wonder he was so anxious, since his dream girl returned.

Norma said, "Please send me to No. 8 Mansion."

No. 8 Mansion was a home for Norma and Bert. Perhaps only Norma took it as a home. Maybe Bert only took it as a hotel or a temporary dwelling.

Bert would sleep at No. 8 Mansion for two nights if he was pleased. Otherwise he was somewhere else.

Though Wendy was not happy, she worried about Norma. She eventually sent Norma to No. 8 Mansion.

No. 8 Mansion is very large mansion covering several hundred square meters. Norma loved a clean place and was also diligent. She always cleaned the house. Bert previously hired several servants, but Norma fired many of them. Only Nanny Youngdahl stayed.

Now it was in the early morning, and Nanny Youngdahl was resting.

Norma took a medicine box, put medicine on her injured toes, and put a band-aid on it. During the panic, she only ran for her life and didn't notice the pain. Now she felt critical sore and pain.

She went into the bathroom to take a bath. She opened the tap, the water then was poured down from the shower head. Standing under the shower head, she cried gradually. When kidnappers rushed up to her, she did not cry. Thinking back of the cold room, the cold phone call, the rain and the man coldly driving away from her, Norma could no longer control her emotions. Tears fell down on her face.

She pulled herself together and cooked ginger soup. Standing near the window, she watched the rain turning smaller and lost her mind.

The images on those pictures flashed across her mind. No one had ever thought that a person as cold and unsentimental as Bert actually could become so tender and gentle.

Bert's gentleness was only for Sierra, a woman he loved and cherished dearly.

Norma barely slept during the night.

Bert didn't come back home during the whole night. Norma didn't ask too much. When she was doing her makeup in the morning, she couldn't help writing "separate" on the mirror with her lipstick.

Every stroke of the writing was decisive and desperate. When she had enough disappointments from him, she then lost all the hope for him. Her leave could save some decency between them.

Bert came back and he looked exhausted. When he saw the bright red "separate" on the mirror, he stopped while he was removing his tie. He quickly turned around, rushed back to the bed, and finally saw the cold divorce agreement on the pillow.

In the agreement, it read he shall divorce Norma while all property under his name would be hers.

What an audacious woman.

Bert couldn't help laughing.

He called Norma and asked in a rude manner, "Where are you?"

"Who is it?"

It was not Norma who answered the phone, "It's in the early morning. People are sleeping. I will sue you for sexual harassment if you call again."

"Wendy, ask Norma to pick up the phone," Bert said.

Bert had been busy for a whole night and thus he was not in a good mood. Hearing what Wnedy just said over the phone with such a tone. he felt even worse.

Just when Wendy was going to speak more, Norma grabbed the phone.

"Yes?" Norma asked.

Bert frowned.

He asked, "You didn't come home last night?"

"So did you, right?" Norma asked in her mind. But she didn't want to speak it out as she felt it didn't matter anymore.

Norma asked calmly, "Did you check the divorce agreement?"

"Divorce is fine. But a divorce that takes all my property. Norma, how dare you," Bert said as he unbuttoned his shirt. He pulled the collar, rolled up the sleeves, and he looked agitated.

"Come back to talk if you want a divorce."

After saying this, Bert hung off. Norma could smell the sense of battle over the phone.

Wendy asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Norma smiled, "No way. Sis, I'm free now."

She had been living in a way as if she had been living in a grave for three years. Now she finally crawled out, she felt the air sucked in her lungs was sweet.

Bert did not go to work and had been staying in No. 8 Mansion. When it was at sunset, he still hadn't seen Norma back. Seeing Bert look angrier and angrier, Nanny Youngdahl hurriedly go to call Norma. Norma picked up the call anyway. After all, during the three years in No. 8 Mansion, Nanny Youngdahl was the only one who really cared about her.

"Nanny Youngdahl, please tell Bert to sign it and deliver the agreement to Wendy's address," Norma said.

Nanny Youngdahl gave the phone to Bert, who laughed out of anger. The sweet kitten now had teeth, but this was the real Norma, right? Bert said, "OK, since she really wants to get divorced, so be it. Nanny Youngdahl, pack her things, all of them, throw them on the street."

Nanny Youngdahl soon came downstairs and looked nervous, "Mr. Laris, Mrs. Laris took all her belongings. I only found this."

Nanny Youngdahl took down a velvet box, inside which there was a ring with a red bright diamond. The light glittered stung Bert's eyes, and he suddenly felt so emotional and his whole body felt wrong. He took the ring with his five fingers closed. The angular edges of the ring stung his flesh and he felt pain.

Thud!

He waved his arm and threw the ring away.

Bang! The door was shut closed quite loudly. Nanny Youngdahl stood outside the door and was too scared to breathe. She bent down to pick up the ring. Young people's marriage was so casual, as they got divorced so recklessly. This was nothing like the marriage in her times, when they wouldn't dare to ask for a divorce in any way.

After reading through the news, Norma and Wendy booked a private room in the Night View. They also ordered take-out and two bottles of high-end red wine.

"Norma, let's get totally drunk tonight," Wendy said.

Wendy was not happy. This afternoon her mother came to ask for money again, and she had just received her salary. Her mother took over half of her salary.

Wendy's life was quite frustrated. As Wendy's lady friend, Norma understood her a lot. But Norma couldn't help her. Just as the saying went, a noble and virtuous officer would also find it difficult to judge right and wrong in his own family matters. If she really wanted to blame someone, she had to complain her family who valued male children more than female ones. Wendy's mother took Wendy's money and used the money to help Wendy's younger brother and his wife, the young couple who didn't work and spent all days having fun.

"Ok," Norma agreed.

They two both were worrying about something while drinking. When they finished half of the wine, Wendy hiccupped while waving her phone.

Wendy suggested, "Norma, dare to find yourself a male escort to piss your man off?"

At first, Norma hesitated. But when she thought Bert left her coldly driving away, she made a choice.

She answered, "Why not? Give me the link and I will choose one."

She would find herself a man who had better body figure and was more handsome than Bert. She wanted to irritate Bert.

One two three...four... Norma clicked the No. 8 man with her finger. The No. 8 man was the most charming man. Norma chuckled and she felt her tongue was tied.

"This one," Norma said.

Wendy glanced at it and smiled.

"Norma, his eyes and eyebrows look similar to those of Bert. Do you have to look for the similar type?" Wendy asked.

Wendy touched the point with a needle.

Norma quickly excused, "No, not similar at all."

Wendy lifted her lips.

"Fine. You keep No. 8 and I No. 7. We book two hotel rooms next to each other," Wendy said.

After placing the order, Norma took a picture of her face, and her face was freshly red. She then took a picture of her hand. Then she took a screenshot of the order she just placed. She then posted the pictures in her friend circle.

Right now, Bert was sitting in his office and smoking. He felt quite bad today. Then he heard a sound from his WhatsApp. He picked the phone and clicked to see it. Then the three pictures posted by Norma were just displayed to him.

In the first picture, Norma's face was little red and her eye was quite blurred. She was quite drunk. In the second one, it showed a slender female hand, with a mark of a ring left on the middle finger, although she had removed the ring. She was telling others she was not married now. As for the third picture...

Bert stopped breathing for a few moments. His pupils dilated out of shock. He checked the pictures back and forth a few times, and suddenly he lost his calmness. In one picture "male escort" was clearly written there. He took several heavy puffs on his cigarette.

His eyes then fell on the words posted by Norma.

The post read, "Lafite from 1982, nice to drink. With a happy mood, a P can make you feel at heaven."

The "P" word made his pupils dilated and then contracted. The corner of his mouth twitched and his eyes turned red, "Norma, go to hell."

An eye-catching Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of the Night View with a whew. A man came out of the car. He was tall and elegant, and his exceptional handsome face instantly drew everyone's attention.

"Hi, Bert. What are you up to exactly?" Tommy Salen asked.

Tommy originally planned to visit Bert in Heaven for businesses, then he happened to see Bert driving a car out of his garage. Seeing Bert looked quite serious and angry, Tommy just went into his car when the car approached the fence.

Bert had been driving quite fast all the way, which made Tommy feel his heart was almost coming out from his chest.

Bert didn't reply Tommy. Instead, he took big strides and walked forward.

Bert asked the reception staff for Norma's room number, but the staff refused. Then Bert glanced at her fiercely, which made the young staff terrified. What an eye! The staff said in a very low voice, "5200."

Norma used this number for a male prostitute. Bert really wanted to strangled Norma.

Just when Bert walked to room 5200, he saw a young man walked towards him. This tall and strong young man had dyed yellow hair, and he wore a nose ring. He was blowing a whistle and swinging the car key as he stopped in front of Bert. The young man then frowned when he took a look at Bert.

He asked, "Dude, do you also happen to come here for work?"

Bert pursed his lips and anger was exhibited among his eyebrows. Bert didn't even bother to look at the young man.

The young an looked up to confirm again it was the right room. His eye then roamed over Bert.

He smiled, " Buddy, look at your disposition. You don't seem like to work in the business. Can it be the client asked for both of us?’

The male escort spoke recklessly with interest.

"Dude, do you like threesome? I do. Come to join us. Before I came here, I made a video chat with her and she answered by mistake for two seconds. In just two seconds, I saw her clearly. She is not some fat woman. She is super hot and sexy. After bedding so many women, I have never been with a one who is so gorgeous. She has oval face, nice arched eyebrows, brightly white skin, and her slim waist..."

Bang.

A huge noise.

The male escort got punched in his face. Blood came out from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Bert furiously.

"You...fucking hit me. You want to take all..."

Before he could finish, Bert punched him hard again. The male escort screamed and the phone fell out from his pocket. Sensing the strong mental aura exhibited by Bert, the male escort realized Bert might be client's husband. He shivered out of fear and ran away without picking back his phone.

Bert picked the phone and put it in his pocket.

In the room, Norma was lying on the bed, feeling dizzy. She was uncomfortable and was somehow in a panic. She did not expect Lafite to be so strong.

She wanted to vomit. Just when she was going to the bathroom, she heard someone was knocking at the door rapidly. Then she remembered the male prostitute she called. She then pulled herself together and staggered to open the door. Then she saw a dark figure standing outside. Due to the poor light, she could not see the man's face.

She only felt he was quite furious and was about to lose his temper.