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

I quickly turned to meet James’ gaze.

“Where’s my little pearl necklace?” I asked him.

James frowned and looked at me like I was a spoiled child.

“Adrianne, haven’t you had enough of this? Are you really going to move out? Celine has a hard time to control her strong-willed puppy. Besides, these things aren’t important. Let it go.”

He brushed our memories off as if our relationship meant nothing to him.

I just looked at him as I asked him again, “Where’s my little pearl necklace?”

In response, his frown deepened. Celine, who was standing beside him, answered with a fake concern, “Adrianne, why don’t you check under the bed? Maybe I moved a bit earlier and it fell there.”

When I heard her answer, I glared at her angrily.

Celine had to have done this on purpose. She knew that necklace was the only thing my biological father had left me.

I swept under the bed a few times until I saw the shards of the pearl necklace.

The moment I saw it, I rushed forward and slapped Celine across the face!

“How dare you! How dare you break it!”

Celine hit the floor after I slapped her. She looked at James helplessly, then covered her cheek. I immediately pounced on her, wanting to hit her again. But James grabbed my wrist and said in a low voice, “Enough!”

My husband then spun me away, shoved me a few steps back. I stumbled onto the bed. Meanwhile, he helped Celine up carefully before looked at me with displeasure.

“Adrianne, maybe I was too kind to you before. That kindness made you arrogant and violent. You even hit your own sister!”

Not long after that, James reached over and switched off the light. It made my heart race.

“For the next few days, you will stay in your bedroom and think about what you did. I’ll cut the power,” he said.

I stared at him in shock as I shouted at him, “James! You know I’m claustrophobic!”

Yet, he only gave me a cold look.

“I know. That’s why this will teach you a lesson. When you realize your mistake and apologize to Celine and let her live here, I’ll let you out.”

Without another word, James snatched my phone from my hand, helped Celine steady herself and left the room. Out of his sight, where he couldn’t see, Celine shot me a mocking look and a small smile.

I pushed and pulled at the door, but James’ bodyguards slammed it shut. The room went black and silent. I sank to the floor, shaking. My breath came fast and shallow.

“Let me out … I don’t care about you anymore … Help … ”

Unfortunately, no one answered my cries.

The last thing I remember before everything went black was tears streaming down my face as I slid to the floor.