He didn't like the watch back then and smashed it on the ground. She pieced it together with glue.
It was already broken, but she didn't want to throw it away.
Jordy noticed that someone was watching him. He turned his head and looked into her indifferent eyes. He snorted coldly and threw the watch onto the dressing table casually.
"Why did you put such a broken thing here? Is my villa a junkyard?"
The corner of Gloria's mouth twitched, "Then throw it away." With that, she bypassed him to find her necklace.
Jordy's pupils shrank!
She cared about this watch so much back then, but she said that as if she didn't care at all.
Right!
She didn't love him anymore!
Otherwise, how could she date other men and talk cheerfully with them?
The blue veins on his forehead stood out, and he said with a gloomy face, "Gloria! You agreed to divorce so readily because you have already hooked up with other men, right?"
Gloria smiled, "whatever you think."
With that, she went directly to the dressing table, opened the drawer and took out a necklace box. They were so close, but she didn't even look at him. She took the box and headed outside directly.
Jordy turned livid with rage, and clasped her wrist, "You think you can come back and leave at will?"
Gloria couldn't shake off his hand. She looked at him with a confused face, "What the hell do you want?"
"What do I want?" his lips curved into a smirk. He walked toward Gloria in calculated and even steps. He walked like he was a predator, and she was his prey. Gulping, Gloria constantly moved back step by step—until his intimidating silhouette pushed her against the wall, with nowhere to go.
He suddenly gripped her wrist and pulled her into his chest. His minty breath fanned her face with his whisper, "don’t forget, our divorce hasn’t been settled; you’re still my wife."
"Let go!" She screamed in anger, trying to wriggle out of his cuddle. Seeing her eyes filled with hate, he was immediately ignited. Gazing over her blushed cheeks, her plump red lips, her breasts up and down, way down to her perfect body curve, he felt his manhood going hard. Going crazy, he slammed his lips on hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth to her bottom lip. One hand held her waist tightly, and the other moved from her slim waist to her hip and then sneaked into her top, unhooking her bar.
Closing her eyes, she felt herself lose control. His chiseled body was against her breast, and his kiss held her in a trance. Her breath was fast, a moan escaping from her lips. Hot, she shivered with a lustful wave through her body. She wanted him desperately. Her body was burning with desire.
No, no, no, Gloria, she talked to herself inside, no, you couldn’t be lured by him again. He was a devil. You had been locked in his hell marriage for three years. Opening her eyes, she bit his lips fiercely, the bloody mental tastes instantly lingering on both mouths.
Taking advantage of this, Gloria pushed him away from her with such a great force that Jody stumbled back a few steps, then lifted his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, glaring at her.
Gloria is glaring at him as well, refusing to give in.
Jody calmed down, tugged the corner of his shirt, and tidied his clothes. He then said in a gloomy voice, "Grandma wants to see you, come with me to the old mansion tonight!"