Marriage Resumption (Valeria and Hackett)

"You actually called me malicious! Why?" Hearing it, Elsie felt a bit hurt. Was she that kind of woman in this man's eyes?

Hackett let out a scornful chuckle. "Why? You know very well what you have done, and I don't want to argue with you. But from now on, if you dare lay a hand on Valeria and Alex again, I won't spare you. Remember that even if your father kneels before me to beg, I won't forgive you."

"You have no evidence whatsoever. Why do you assume that Valeria's disappearance years ago was related to me? Why do

you

think I have malicious intentions? What makes you believe would harm Valeria and Alex? Besides, what does it matter if you spare me or not? What can you do to me?"

Elsie was close to losing her temper. This man was utterly unreasonable. He had pinned the blame on her without substantial proof and had warned her in advance! This was simply an insult to Elsie.

Hackett stood up and walked over to Elsie, causing her to back away in fear. "What are you going to do?"

Hackett grabbed Elsie's collar without hesitation. "When the time comes, I'll let you know what it means to live a life worse than death. If you don't believe me, you can try." After saying this, Hackett threw Elsie onto the couch and then turned to leave the villa.

Elsie sat on the couch, pale as a sheet. She couldn't regain her composure during the day, and now her spine shivered, and her palms were covered in cold sweat. A life worse than death.....

Hackett had actually threatened her. How much did this man love Valeria?

Was Valeria that important to him?

Elsie could not take it anymore. She stood up, turned to look at the tall figure of the man about to step out the door, and

divorce her because don't love her

you you divorce her? Didn't you shouted in anger, "If you love Valeria so much, why did y anymore?"

At that, the tall man paused for a moment, but he did not answer her question, nor did he turn around to look at her. Instead, he continued to step out of the door.

Hackett didn't feel the need to explain whether he loved Valeria or not to anyone.

"Hackett, you lunatic! You're irrational!" Elsie picked up a throw pillow from the couch and threw it to the ground one after another.

Just then, Tyler walked in, catching one of the pillows that Elsie threw. He chuckled, "Ms. Maddox, shall we go? It's getting late, and you

have a date with Kaden, right? Now that there are no more obstacles between you two, you should make the most of your time together."

At that, Elsie threw another pillow at Tyler in anger. "Who do you think you are? Daring to come here and mock me!"

Tyler deftly dodged the pillow, maintaining his nonchalant demeanor. He looked at Elsie and laughed, "I may not be anyone important, but I'm certainly better than some, being so malicious at the age of three or four, causing your own sister to go missing for attention. Tsk, people like that will surely go to hell. "You jerk! What nonsense are you spouting? Get out! Get out! I don't want you to drive me home!" Elsie glared at Tyler, wondering how he knew about this incident.

Tyler shrugged and tossed the car keys onto the couch. "That's fine. Do you think I want to drive you home? Here are the car keys. You can drive yourself back. The car isn't worth much anyway. Consider it a gift from Mr. James." Tyler had no intention of driving Elsie home.

Tyler turned around and confidently walked away from there.

Now, Elsie was left alone in the seaside villa, listening to her angry echoes and the sound of the waves, even the sound of the wind blowing the waves seemed to be mocking her malicious thoughts.

At the James Manor.

As night fell, Valeria had just finished bathing Alex and put him to bed. She changed him into his pajamas and told him a long bedtime story, finally lulling the little boy to sleep.

Valeria lightened her footsteps and slowly retreated from the room. She was relieved that she could finally take a break.

Valeria rubbed her neck. These past few days, she had been constantly hunched over design sketches, and her cervical spine was starting to ache.

Just as Valeria raised her head, she came face to face with Hackett, who had just returned. He hadn't even changed out of his suit yet. "Is Alex asleep?"

"Yeah, he just fell asleep. Have you eaten?" Valeria asked.

Hackett shook his head. "No, I took a shower, and I'm going to eat downstairs."

"Okay, then I'll head back to my room first." Valeria began to walk away, realizing that things had become awkward between her and this man.

Hackett reached out and grabbed her wrist. Seeing it, Valeria raised an eyebrow. "Do you need something?"

"Are you really determined to go back to the Maddox family? Maybe things are fine the way they are now. After they publicly announce your identity, you might face a lot of inconveniences. Moreover, you won't be able to live freely anymore, being tied down by your status." Hackett's expression was very serious as if he were giving a piece of advice.

Hackett had been bound by the identity as the James family's young master since childhood, unable to be himself. Now, was Valeria choosing a similar life?

"No one can tie me down. Even after they reveal my identity, I'll still be me. It's just that you might not have it easy, as the gossip media will surely dig up my secret marriage with you, and things could get messy. When the time comes, they'll add oil and vinegar and write nonsense. You might even go from being a heartthrob to a scoundrel."

Countless women on the internet idolized Hackett as if he were a prince charming. Those young ladies would never have imagined that Hackett had been secretly married and divorced, and he had a three-year-old son named Alex.

At that, Hackett sneered. "I don't care. I don't live for them. I have my own things to do."

"Same here." Valeria smiled faintly.

Hackett gradually let go of her wrist, and Valeria began to walk back to her room.

He realized that Valeria had indeed grown up and changed a lot. She was no longer the same woman who had secretly married him all those years ago. The current Valeria was calm and capable of handling things on her own.

But why did Hackett have this sense of impending crisis?

He felt that this woman didn't need his protection at all, and it was frustrating.

Soon, it was time for the end-of-month welcoming banquet.

Clayton was excited and had booked the most luxurious hotel banquet hall in Alcomara, inviting many friends to witness

this moment.

Valeria, who was getting ready in front of the dressing table, suddenly smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

Ella, who was helping Valeria adjust her dress, asked, "What are you smiling about? Today is an important day for you. You'll be in the spotlight, going from a Cinderella to a real princess. Actually, you were always a princess. You're going back to your rightful home." However, Valeria replied, "I'm laughing because this welcoming banquet is even more grandiose than my wedding. Back then, I simply went to City Hall to obtain a certificate, and I hadn't even met Hackett in person. That's how I became a member of the James family. But I never got to enjoy the privileges of being a young mistress of the house. I didn't even have a wedding ceremony. I got divorced soon."

"Valeria, let's not dwell on those unhappy things. Hackett is currently eager to win your favor, but you don't want to have anything to do with him," Ella tried to shift Valeria's attention. After all, it was a joyful moment.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.