Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Ha!" Anman glanced down at her, with a sneer on his lips, "Let you go? Don't you want to be the hostess of the Xiang family? What, you don't want it anymore?"

"I, I don't dare anymore, it's me, it's my wishful thinking, it's me...everything is my fault." The woman's mouth was bleeding, and she humbly begged for mercy.

"You know you are just wishful thinking, and you don't care about your own worth. You are worthy of competing with me for a man." Anman smiled cruelly and kicked her away.

The woman's slender body rolled to the foot of the bed like a ball, her forehead hit the foot of the bed and she fainted.

"Aman, should you calm down now?" Xiang Yuan glanced at the unconscious woman, walked quickly to Anman, and lowered his posture and said.

"Don't touch me, I think it's dirty." Anman waved away his outstretched hand and stared at him ferociously. "Stop your disgusting face, don't you want to divorce me? Xiang Yuan, I never expected that you would be so cruel. I have helped you so much, but you took advantage of me to take care of my son in the hospital. Women come back to fool around.”

Thinking of what she just heard outside the door, Anman felt pathetic. She had worked hard to support him to where he was today, and yet he was repaying her like this.

Xiang Yuan approached her cautiously and said in a gentle voice, "Aman, listen to my explanation. I drank too much today and am unconscious. Don't take those words to heart. From now on, I promise I will never do it again." This happened."

If it were normal for him to look so gentle, Anman might still believe him, but when she heard his words with her own ears, she gave up completely.

Anman straightened his back and gave Xiang Yuan a cold look, "Xiang Yuan, aren't you just afraid of divorcing me without the powerful backing of the An family? Let me tell you, although I will not divorce you in this marriage, the Xiang Group Don’t even think about taking away any of it, I will leave all those things to Cheng’er.”

"Aman." Xiang Yuan became anxious and blocked the door to prevent her from going out.

"Get out of the way, or we will divorce immediately." Anman said expressionlessly.

Forced by the fact that An Jia was behind her, Xiang Yuan did not dare to confront her head-on. After all, as she said, she still held most of the shares of the Xiang Group.

Anman snorted and walked away from this disgusting place.

Watching her leave, Xiang Yuan had no intention of paying attention to the unconscious woman on the ground. He pulled his hair irritably, thinking about how to make Anman forgive him.

After leaving the villa, Anman sat in the car and couldn't help but break down emotionally. He lay on the steering wheel and burst into tears.

Why did everything turn out like this? Why was God so unfair to her?

Her son became disabled and her husband cheated on her behind her back. What hope did she have in life?

After a long time, Anman stopped crying. Her hair was messy, her makeup was smeared on her face, and her eyes were shining with vicious hatred.

"It's all because of Jian Qing and that little bitch's appearance that everything turned out like this."

Yes, that's it. Everything was fine before she came back to the capital, and her family was happy. It was all her fault, her fault.

Gradually, he held the steering wheel harder, and veins popped out on the back of his hands. He was gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to tear Jian Qing's bones apart.

In the dead of night, a dark thought gradually formed in Anman's mind.