A Vengeful Ex-Wife

Chapter 482 Maria's Wrath

The man was not stupid and immediately said, "Ms. Song, I'm sorry. I have to go back to the company and prepare the documents for the negotiation with Mr. Xi tomorrow. I'm sorry that I'm unable to give you a ride. Mr. Xi, I'm taking my leave then!"

As soon as he made the announcement, he got into the car and ordered the driver to start it. In a matter of seconds, he was gone.

Everyone watched as the scene unraveled before them. Since they were all in awe of James, they dispersed within two minutes.

Now only James and Maria were left. She was still shocked, not knowing whether to cry or laugh at what just took place.

Summer drove James' car here. At the sight of James and Maria, she opened the door of the passenger seat and called out, "Maria, let me drive you home."

"No, thanks. I'll take a taxi home," Maria said, refusing her offer.

James came over and grabbed her hand. He sighed and said in a low voice, "You can act up once we are home, okay?"

His accusation offended her. How could he say she was acting up?

Maria wanted to shake off his hand, when James added, "I'm going to take Coy to Africa to see lions next week. This trip may last longer than two weeks. Are you sure you don't want to spend time with him before the trip?"

Maria's eyes widened. She couldn't understand why he had suddenly decided to take Coy to Africa. "What about Bob?"

James took advantage of this opportunity and pulled her to the car. "Bob needs to go to school. I can't take him along." In Maria's absence, he had taken Bob to various places for sightseeing. Now he thought it was time to bond with Coy.

"Wait! Why did you shove me into the car?" He had forcefully shoved her into the car.

She glared at him accusingly, but James simply raised his hands. "That was not my doing."

Summer flashed them an awkward smile. "I'm sorry, Maria. My hands slipped," she explained.

Maria gaped at her in surprise. 'What a perfect excuse!'

She hadn't gone shopping with her friend for a long time. It seemed that Summer had betrayed her.

Maria, who knew arguing would be useless, chose to remain silent. After all, she hadn't driven here. Staying in the car seemed like an appropriate thing to do.

Turning to James, she continued their previous discussion. "I don't think you should be taking Coy away. He is quite different from Bob. After all, he is a lot naughtier."

"What? Are you afraid that I will beat him behind your back?"

"Yeah." She nodded honestly.

She thought it was her duty to inform James everything beforehand. If he actually went away with Coy, he was bound to be pissed off by the boy.

"In case you didn't know, he behaves well with me," James replied confidently.

Maria sneered, "I am not here to listen to your haughty words. If my son tests your temper, you must bear it. I warn you against getting physical with him."

"I have full confidence in my endurance."

"Okay." She was in no mood to pick an argument.

As they approached the manor, she was unafraid. After all, James had promised her that he wouldn't force her to have sex with him.

It was already ten o'clock when they arrived at the manor. 'The kids must be asleep, ' she thought to herself.

The car stopped in the parking lot and both of them got out.

As soon as they reached the house, they heard a maid's anxious voice. "Coy, come down please! Coy!"

These words instantly filled Maria with a bad feeling.

She followed the source of the voice and James followed her lead.

The sight she came across was quite astonishing. Two maids and a bodyguard were standing under a tree, all of their eyes glued onto the tree.

"What is all this fuss about?" Maria demanded.

When the maids and the bodyguard saw the pair, they flashed them an apologetic look. "We are sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Xi. We failed to take good care of Coy. He climbed up the tree."

Maria's blood pressure shot up sharply. She looked up at the tree and saw Coy clinging onto it. Another bodyguard was trying to bring the boy down.

"Coy!" Maria roared.

Her son was on the verge of falling asleep with a branch in his arms. Her voice brought him back from his daze. "Mommy!" he said, a little startled.

'Oh my God! I'm doomed. Didn't she refuse to come back to the manor with Daddy?' he thought, sweating with fear.

Maria took a deep breath and turned to James, who hadn't uttered a word yet. "He is your son. I think you should be the one finding a solution." She folded her arms and stared at him. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

James took two steps forward and said, "Coy, come down."

Coy said, "Daddy, I don't want to be beaten."

James, who hadn't lost his temper yet, said calmly, "If you don't want to be beaten, come down now."

"What if Mommy beats me?"

Coy was still reluctant. James didn't know what to say. If he told Maria not to beat him up, it could madden her.

"Daddy, if you promise me that Mommy won't beat me, I am willing to get down now."

James peeled his gaze from Coy and took a look at Maria. Her face was white with anger. "Can you let him go this time?"

"Sure," she said through gritted teeth. "Only if you take the beating on his behalf."

James's eyes widened in disbelief.

Coy had been clinging to the tree for too long, not making any movement. Maria broke a branch and raised it towards him. In a fierce voice, she ordered, "If you don't get down before I count till three,

I'll climb up to slap you!"

"Mommy, I'll get down right now," Coy said with a shiver.

Slowly, his little body began to slide down the trunk of the tree.

The maids and the bodyguard were ready to receive him under the tree, fearing he could fall.

One minute later, Coy landed safely.

Maria rushed to him with the branch still in her hand. Seeing what his mother intended to do, Coy screamed and ran into the villa.

"Help! Come and save me, James!" he screeched.

James had planned on protecting Coy from his mother's wrath. However, he realized the little wretch had the audacity to call him by his name. 'He deserves to be beaten!'

In the end, Coy was caught. He pleaded for forgiveness but Maria wouldn't let him go. She grabbed his collar and said, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't climb trees in the manor?" What appalled her the most was the fact he had chosen one of the tallest trees.

Coy wasn't scared of anyone like he was scared of Maria. He was filled with absolute terror. "You and Daddy were not at home. I couldn't fall asleep."

Pak! Maria gave him a slap on his butt. "Is this your reason for climbing the tree?" she demanded.

Coy answered indifferently, "Yes."

Maria threw away the branch, gritted her teeth and twisted Coy's fleshy thigh.

"Ouch!" he wailed. He felt a piercing pain. His cheeks were wet with tears now.

Maria gritted her teeth and asked fiercely, "Will you climb trees again?"

"Maria, let go of me!" He couldn't believe his mother had hurt him so much. Turning to James, he said, "Daddy, help me, Daddy!"

James walked over and told him calmly, "You have really angered your mother. If she doesn't beat you, I will."

Coy felt betrayed. James, on the other hand, was wondering if this naughty boy was indeed his biological son. "Nobody loves me! I want to leave home!" Coy cried.

Maria was about to let go of him, but when she heard these words, her rage was reignited. "How dare you talk about running away from home? All right. Go ahead. I will throw you out!"

Coy was a smart kid. He noticed his mother was getting angrier and angrier. He held Maria's neck and implored, "Mommy, it hurts so much! I won't say such a thing again. I know I was wrong."

His trick worked. Maria's severe expression softened. She loosened her grip on the flesh of Coy's leg and said, "Stand up! Don't hug me!"

Coy let go of her, turned around and hugged James' thigh. "Daddy."

James looked down at his son and said, "Go and apologize to your mom."

For some reason, Coy felt wronged. He could hardly repress his tears. "I'm sorry, Mommy," he said, bursting into tears.

"Go back to sleep!" Maria's anger had cooled down.

"Mommy, hug me!" he requested.

"No!"

"Mommy, I want you to hold me!"

James stretched out an arm and held the sobbing boy. Then he strode towards the villa.

"Daddy, are you going to beat me?" Coy's whole body was trembling with fear. The way his father carried him was quite uncomfortable. However, he knew he was in no position to complain.