A Night with Her Cruel Mate novel Chapter 20

Terence felt a familiar feeling when he looked at the box. Full of doubt, he opened it. His eyes widened as he looked inside. He suddenly felt a surge of memories pouring out, as if a gate in his mind had opened.

When he married Julia three years ago, they didn't host a wedding ceremony. Instead, they only registered their marriage in the Civil Affairs Bureau. Even so, Julia had been happy for several days.

Later, Julia had said that the wedding ceremony could be saved, but the wedding rings were non-negotiable. She dragged Terence to a store, so that they could buy the rings. Up until now, Terence could still remember the happy expression on her face after they purchased a pair of rings.

Although Terence never wore his ring, Julia never took hers off.

Looking at the ring inside the box, Terence felt an empty pit in his heart.

"Mr. Chen, I'll throw it away," the maid politely said.

"Forget it..." He heavily sighed and shook his head. "Please put the box in my car."

After a bath, Jean came downstairs.

In a daze, Terence was still holding the box in his hand. But upon seeing Jean come down, he immediately hid it in his pocket. Calmly, he flashed her a small smile.

Although it was a simple action, Jean clearly saw what he did.

She didn't know what was inside, but she had an idea that it must have had something to do with Julia.

Jean paused and walked over with a grin. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting for a while."

"It's alright. You can stay here as long as you like."

"Okay." Jean slowly nodded.

Without saying anything else, Terence turned to leave. But Jean stopped him. "It's dinner time. Why don't you have dinner with me? I can cook something for you."

"No, thanks." Terence didn't feel like eating anything. "I have a meeting later at the company. We can eat together next time. Besides, your hand still hasn't recovered.

We have plenty of chances in the future."

He strode out of the room, no longer paying any more attention to Jean's dissuasion.

He didn't know why, but he could still feel Julia's presence in the villa even though her things had already been cleared out.

"Mr. Chen, the box has been put into your car." He heard a small voice next to him. It was the maid scurrying back to the villa.

"Okay." With a curt nod, Terence sped up his pace to leave.

Jean was quite unhappy when Terence left. From the corner of her eye, she saw the maid enter the villa. She quickly called out, "What's your name?"

"I'm Sherry, Miss Gu," the maid politely replied. She had taken care of Julia for the last three years. Although she treated Jean with cordial respect, she didn't really like her.

To her, Julia was the best woman in the world, but she was driven away because of Jean.

Just as he was about to drive away, he heard a knock on the window, and turned to see Consuela's round face.

Consuela had seen Terence's car from a distance and came over to check. She was hoping that she was wrong, but to her surprise, it was him.

She waved and gestured for him to roll down the window. Terence did it and asked, "What's up?"

"I should be the one asking you that." With her hands on her hips, Consuela arched an eyebrow. "Mr. Chen, this is my house. What are you doing here?"

"This is my business. Is it necessary for me to give an explanation?"

Consuela huffed with anger, "Listen, Terence Chen. You and Julia are divorced, so you should really stop showing up. You are a bastard. There are better things out there waiting for Julia. If I see you again, I won't spare you!

You better stay with your new bitch. Stop troubling Julia!"

"Really?" Terence sneered. "Please tell Julia that she should be well-behaved in the future. I won't bother her, but if she troubles Jean again, I won't let her go."

Consuela was so upset at how unreasonable Terence was. She wanted to pull him out of his car and teach him a good lesson. Lost in her angry thoughts, she failed to see Terence closing the window, almost hurting her hand.

Watching Terence's car speed away, Consuela swore furiously, "You escaped quickly this time. But if you dare come here again, you'll be sorry."

Angrily, Consuela trudged back inside the house. Her face instantly darkened when she saw Julia's wounded elbow. "Always remember who you are, okay? You're always getting hurt. You are a celebrity! What if you get scars?"