I Moved On with a Tycoon, But My Ex Begged Me to Return

The bedroom floor was covered with torn pieces of the wedding photos of me and James. The proof of our love had now turned into props for their affair. Finally, Celine, who was still lost in her satisfaction, noticed my presence.

Celine looked straight at my angry face. Instead of being scared, she showed an arrogant smile. After that, she raised her voice even louder as if to challenge me on purpose. My hands curled into tight fists. I wanted to rush in.

But my divorce agreement with James had been submitted to the City Hall.

If things got out of control and he found out what happened, I was afraid I might not be able to leave so easily. Thinking of it, I turned around to go back downstairs to the entrance of the mansion.

Celine’s smug smile still appeared in my mind as I called James. The phone rang three times before he finally picked up.

I asked softly, “James, I’m back. Can you come to the door to meet me? I’m feeling a little down.”

On the other end, I heard him curse under his breath. It was then followed by Celine’s annoyed voice But in the end, he agreed.

“Okay, wait for me. I have something to tell you.”

Soon, James came hurrying down the stairs. It was obvious that he was in a rush. After all, the marks on his neck and chest hadn’t been fully covered. Not to mention, his shirt buttons were half undone.

As soon as he saw me, he said directly, “Celine isn’t feeling well. Also, she needs data for her experiment. I happen to have the same kind of perfumery you use here, so I’ll let her stay in the house for a while.”

My whole body stiffened.

When James came closer, a strong scent of Celine’s perfume hit my nose. It was so strong it almost smelled rotten.

James and Celine had been having affairs right next to me, making me their fool. But now, it became even more crazy.

Celine even wanted to live in my home!

Before I could respond, Celine appeared at the top of the stairs with red marks on her body. She was still flushed, clearly showing what she had just been doing.

She showed a smug smile as she said, “Adrianne, James is so kind to let me stay here for a while. I’ll make sure to repay him well.”

Her voice was soft and seductive when she talked, while her eyes lingering on James with obvious flirtation. I saw James’ Adam apple moved hard beside me.

I coldly refused, telling her, “I refuse. My perfumery is not suitable for anyone else. If you need something, you can find another place.”

James’ face darkened immediately.

Celine came down two steps, tugging gently at his sleeve. Her face was full of fake sadness.

“James, did I do something wrong? Why is Adrianne treating me like this? Maybe I should just leave.”

After that, she turned to leave. But James grabbed her hand, starring with disappointment.

“Adrianne, when did you become so selfish? Celine only wants to stay for a short while. Why can’t you agree? If you really mind it, then you can move out for now. Your due date is close anyway. I’ll arrange a hospital stay for you.”

His tone sounded calm, but the message was clear. If I refused to let Celine stay, then I should be the one to leave. And if I left, it would be easier for them to harm the baby inside me.

Thinking of this, I forced a smile while my tears started to well up. But I forced them back down.

“Fine, I’ll leave now.”

Without glancing at either of their faces, I turned and went upstairs. The sheets on the bed were a mess, while the smell in the room unbearable. But I ignored it and started packing my things.

That was when I noticed all the gifts James and I had exchanged to celebrate our seven-year wedding anniversary had been torn apart or smashed and thrown onto the floor. My chest tightened painfully.

Even though I already knew James no longer loved me, I had never imagined he would destroy our memories and use them as tools for his pleasure with Celine.

After a while, I quickly held my feelings.

Both Celine and James soon came upstairs to watch me silently as I packed.

Seeing the cold look on my face, Celine couldn’t resist mocking me as she made a remark, “Adrianne, I’m so sorry. My dog did this. I never thought it would. I’m really sorry, Adrianne. Should I beat it to help you vent your anger?”

She pushed all the blame onto her little dog, Bella, like it was nothing.

I didn’t even look at her, choosing to packing my things carefully.

When I was almost done, I suddenly noticed something that the small pearl necklace my father had left me was missing.