Chapter 15
My Wife Is A Masquerade Master
Neville lost his usual composure and refined manner.
He looked exactly like a wolf, brutal, fierce, and almost tore her apart.
When Madison woke up, her throat was hoarse, and her waist felt as if it had been broken.
The air was filled with the scent of last night, and the floor was in a mess.
She endured the discomfort in her body and sat up. When she tried to put on clothes, she found that the clothes on the floor had been torn into pieces, and there wasnât a single piece she could wear.
In the three years since marrying Neville, he had never been gentle with her. After all, he had no reason to care about the feelings of a tool.
Although she had already gotten used to his dominance and roughness, what happened last night made her feel humiliated.
Weâve decided to divorce. Why did he still insult me at will? she thought.
Hearing the movement in the room, Neville extinguished the cigarette and walked in with a gift bag.
Madisonâs skin was delicate, seemingly leaving marks with just a light touch. Last night, he did lose control a bit, leaving bruises on her. Her skin was flawless, making those marks particularly prominent.
And it evoked his sense of pity.
However, thinking that someone else might have taken her last night, his pity vanished. Neville coldly threw the clothes onto her and said with a harsh tone. âYouâve completed what Ross assigned you. You can leave nowâ
The clothes bag left a slight bloodstain on her face, and she took a sharp breath.
However, what hurt more was her broken heart.
She thought that when making choices, she could face Nevilleâs harm with composure. But the reality proved that she had overestimated herself The contraceptive pills she had put in her bag last night were used to regulate the female hormones, Since the last surgery. her body had been traumatized, and her menstrual cycle was not normal. Taking contraceptives was the most effective way.
Obviously, Neville misunderstood her. He assumed that since she brought the contraceptive pills to discuss cooperation, she would have s** with the man she met.
He habitually suppressed his thoughts on her and didnât even give her a chance to defend herself.
Madison tried hard to suppress the grievances and humiliation in her heart, mechanically putting on the clothes without exchanging a word with Neville.
Her indifference further angered him. He handed the contraceptive pills to her and said, âRemember to take them before you leave. You know, I donât want any handle or trouble left behindâ
Madisonâs heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp pain. She knew that Neville was afraid she might get pregnant.
My child is a handle and trouble for him. Then what about Alisonâs child? Forget it. Thereâs no meaning in caring about this, she thought.
She raised her head and swallowed the pills directly, looking coldly into Nevilleâs eyes. âMr. Preston, may I leave now?â
Neville felt an inexplicable anger. She tried to exchange benefits with her body, betraying their marriage.
She did something wrong and still showed a triumphant look.
Sometimes he had to reâexamine her.
âMadison, Iâve said it before, I donât like troublesome women. You better behave.â
Madison sneered âRest assured. After we return to our country, I will do as you wish and give you back your freedom.â
Neville couldnât figure out how much of what she said was true, but it made him inexplicably annoyed.
âTell Ross that I will give Loveille a chance. But if you help him with such despicable things again, donât blame me for being ruthless Madison chuckled. âWhat? Are you having second thoughts? Donât want to divorce me? Even after I did such a promiscuous thing, you still plan to give me a way out?â
Neville was completely annoyed by her. âYouâre thinking too much. I canât wait to get rid of a woman like you. Just remember, I will never turn back.â
In other words, he warned Madison to think it over so she wouldnât end up regretting her actions.
âFine, weâll get the divorce as soon as we return home.â
Madison tidied up her clothes, leaving without looking back. When she reached the door, she suddenly sneered. âNeville, your skills in bed are too poor. I donât know how Alison can endure it.â
Nevilleâs face darkened, and he kicked the coffee table fiercely.
The table instantly shattered, creating a mess.
Who does she think she is, provoking me repeatedly? he thought.
When Madison left the hotel, she didnât notice that there were cameras capturing her figure in the cafe across the street.
Alison, upon receiving the photos, was ecstatic.
Although Madison dressed much in the photos, her walking posture and the bruises on her neck, along with her swollen lips, exposed what happened the previous night. Moreover, she stayed in the hotel all night. Just this information alone could confirm Madisonâs infidelity, leaving her with no room for denial.
Laurel suggested, âAlison, why not send these photos to Neville? Let him know how despicable this woman is.â
âNo hurry. Neville already wanted to divorce her. I have another use for these photos.â
*âI understand. You plan to wait until Neville kicks this woman out before releasing these photos. By then, she will be the target of public condemnation, and sheâll never have a place in Norton A hint of excitement appeared on Alisonâs face. âShe wants to compete with me, huh? Iâll let her taste the bitterness of being spurned.â
After returning to the hotel, Madison fell asleep. She had been tossed around by Neville for half the night, and now she just wanted to rest well.
When she woke up, it was already afternoon, and Rossâs calls were bombarding her.
âMadison, Fliwip wants you to come over today.â
Madison felt a bit ironic about this result. âWas Neville pitying me because I played the puppet last night?â she thought.
âWell, Iâll wash up and goâ
âGood, Iâll come to the hotel to pick you up right away,â said Ross.
Madison got up and took a shower, scrubbing her skin a dozen times. But no matter how hard she tried, it felt like she just couldnât get Nevilleâs lingering scent off her.
She deliberately chose a longâsleeved dress to cover the marks on her arms. To conceal the love bites on her neck, she even wore a scarf.
After changing her clothes, she casually picked up the perfume from the shelf and sprayed it on her a few times, as if this could cover up that damn scent.
Ross couldnât wait to ask when he saw her, âI heard that Fliwipâs partner is not an easy person to deal with. How did you convince him?â
Madison selfâmockingly said, âWith my face, do you believe it?â
What a joke. If you have such awareness, all the men in the world will worship at your feet. Neville is nothing!â
Upon arriving at Fliwip. Ross flirted with the receptionist, while Madison went to Ryanâs office alone.
She didnât expect Neville to be there too. She glanced past him and fixed her eyes on Ryan. âSince Mr.
Blanton wants to discuss important matters with me, shouldnât the onlooker step aside?â
Defined as âthe onlooker. Neville was furious, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.