Rebirth to take revenge
Chapter 20: Divorce

Chapter 20: Divorce

In the master’s bedroom, Alex was seen standing by the window with a gloomy face, staring at Claire, who was standing at the door.

A few minutes ago, he received a report from his subordinates. He learned that his mother-in-law had taken his wife to a nightclub and even sent her to a man’s private room.

If he hadn’t sent someone to bring her back, she probably wouldn’t have returned tonight. Looking at Claire, who was dressed so seductively, Alex’s eyes darkened.

He admitted that she was beautiful. Even wearing vulgar clothes, she couldn’t hide her lively and pure nature. But she didn’t understand how dangerous society could be, and he was here to tell her!

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Alex still didn’t say a word, as if it was the calm before the storm. Staring at her with his dark eyes, she knew he was angry, so she took a step closer to him, feeling guilty as she said, "I’m sorry, it was an emergency..."

"Going to someone else’s bed in a hurry just a few days after we got married?" Alex sneered, his anger not diminishing but increasing. "What, are you not satisfied with me? Am I not good enough? Is that why you’ve been pushing me away?"

He questioned her repeatedly. Claire paused in her steps, her face showing displeasure as she said, "Mr. Miller, watch your words. I am not the kind of person you think I am!"

Alex snorted, his eyes wandering over Claire’s body as he said, "No?

"Dressed up like this and going to a nightclub—aren’t you trying to seduce someone? Or do you want everyone to see how slutty Alexander Miller’s woman can be?"

"Mrs. Miller, it seems you have forgotten your identity." Claire had nothing to say. This dress belonged to Mariah, and she had no choice. The Miller family’s influence spread throughout City A, and it was easy for this matter to reach Alex’s ears.

Did he think she was embarrassing him? Looking at Alex’s disdainful eyes, she felt suffocated in her heart. "Mr. Miller, what I wear and where I go is my freedom.

"Our marriage agreement doesn’t restrict my activities in any way. If Mr. Miller finds me annoying, we can get a divorce."

Looking at her tightly pursed lips and stubborn eyes, Alex smiled. He knew she wouldn’t give in so easily. She didn’t fear authority, and she certainly didn’t fear him.

"Divorce?"

"Is this Miller family a place you can enter and leave as you please?" Alex’s voice carried a dangerous tone, with a hint of a wicked smile on his lips. Under her shocked gaze, he slowly walked up to her with that wicked smile still plastered on his face. "You—what do you want to do?"

Claire’s beautiful eyes trembled as she looked at Alex, who was walking gracefully to her side. She was afraid that the man was going to do something to her.

He was much taller than she was, making her feel small around him, and his pitch-black eyes looking down at her made her feel a chill in her heart.

Seeing him approaching, Claire subconsciously wanted to take a step back but found out that there was a wall behind her, and she had no place to go.

"What are you hiding from? Are you scared now?" He walked towards her and stopped in front of her, his long arms gradually propping against the wall beside her.

Leaning slightly, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at her wantonly. Claire stared at him warily, her back pressed against the wall, her hands against his chest, trying to distance herself from him. Her pretty face was already completely red.

Alex stretched out two of his fingers and pinched her chin, his eyes playful and frivolous. "You’re very shy, yet you dare to seduce others."

Being spoken to like this, Claire’s eyes turned red with grievance. She stubbornly stared at him and said, "I’m telling you again, I didn’t seduce anyone."

"You didn’t?" Alex chuckled, his eyes filled with anger. "You dare to go to the nightclub alone? If it weren’t for my people arriving in time, do you know what would have happened to you, huh?"

Hearing this, Claire’s body stiffened, and she was at a loss for words, but she wasn’t ready to back down. Looking at the woman’s stubborn eyes, Alex’s anger grew stronger. He reached out and pulled off her clothes.

"Ah!" Claire screamed in shock, quickly covering her chest. "What do you think you are doing?"

"What am I doing?" Alex smirked and lifted Claire up, throwing her onto the bed.

Claire winced in pain and struggled to get up, but he pressed her down heavily. She looked at him in horror, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ignoring her fear, his hands roamed freely over her body. His voice was sinister, but with a bone-chilling coldness as he said, "Doing what that old man couldn’t do. After all, this wouldn’t be the first time you’re with me!"

"No, no!" Claire shook her head, avoiding his hands and pushing the man on top of her. But he was too strong, and after struggling for a few moments, her hands were pinned above her head. Tears fell from her eyes. It was true that this wouldn’t be the first time they were together.

But this time was different from the other time. The first time they did it, she was under the influence of a drug that could have ended her life. That’s why she offered herself to him.

This time was different—it felt like he wanted to force himself on her. Did she mistake him for a reserved person? Claire felt like crying harder.

Seeing her tears, his heart suddenly softened. He stopped his movements and gently wiped away her tears with his hands.

He looked at her lovingly and said, "What does that old man have that I, Alexander Miller, can’t give you?" Claire stubbornly pursed her lips and said, "I didn’t mean to seduce him. I didn’t know it would end like this. I just wanted to take back my mother’s clinic."