After The Divorce: I Married Billionaire

 Outside the gate of the villa, a black Rolls Royce pulled up.

　　Inside the car, my face was pale, my eyes fell on the tablet computer screen in front of me, my head was blank.

　　And at that moment the screen was playing in real time the intense images of a pair of naked men and women having crazy sex, and from time to time the sound of women screaming and laughing lustfully came out.

　　She turned her head to look out the window at the villa and saw two figures recklessly embracing each other through the curtains behind the brightly lit windows on the first floor.

　　Suddenly feeling a little suffocated, I continued to watch the video of the man and woman in a frenzied caress.

　　At the same time, a woman's flirtatious voice came from the tablet: "Honey, is it really okay for us to be like this? Tomorrow you're going to get your licence with my sister, shouldn't you be spending more time with her right now?"

　　The man laughed softly as he thrust his cock hard into the woman's cunt, his voice carrying the pampering and gentleness I was used to, "It's because we're getting the licence tomorrow that I'm rushing to fuck you properly tonight."

　　"Carey, fuck me hard, make me come, I love it when you do that to me!" The woman's voice screamed desperately, her small belly quivering as her lower body continued to ooze fluid, "After the wedding, if my sister doesn't have time to take care of you, you can still look for me. I promise to give you true pleasure!"

　　"Looks like the time spent travelling hasn't hurt you in vain." Carey wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, his breathing accelerating, "If only your sister were as obedient and understanding as you are, he wouldn't even scream when he makes love to me."

　　Mary poutted, "I wouldn't dare compare myself to the lady my sister is, I'm a whore, fuck me to death, thrust harder, you fuck me so well!"

　　The desperate voice aroused the men even more.

　　It wasn't long before there were more intense movements coming from the computer.

       "I'm going to come, come inside me, I'm going to make a baby for you, stick it up my arse!"

　　Tears streamed from my eyes as I watched the scene, hatred making me clench my fists, wanting to go up and punch this man and woman.

　　As I looked at the man and woman in the picture, I forced myself to look away from the nausea, but then I had to face the facts in front of me.

　　My boyfriend of three years, Kerry, was currently hanging out with my cousin, Mary, and in the marital home that Kerry and I would be moving into tomorrow!

　　Thinking back to how strange Carey and Mary had been lately, I felt a tingle in my scalp.

　　It turned out that Carey's claims of working overtime and being so busy that he didn't answer text messages or phone calls were all false!

　And I because of the approaching wedding, only in this city, she was warmly invited by her own pro-uncle to their home temporary residence, as a cousin of Mary on weekdays is always in her place to ask about Carey this brother-in-law, a very interested look.

　　Recently, Carey had gone on a business trip and Mary happened to be out, so it turned out that she was accompanying Carey on his business trip!

　　"Can you believe it?"

　　Suddenly, a cool male voice beside me pulled my thoughts back.

　　I unconsciously turned my head to look at the noble and handsome man beside me.

　　The man's face has clear angles, handsome eyebrows are stern and cool, a pair of seductive phoenix eyes are narrow and upturned, with a different taste, but through the vicious and terrifying coldness, the whole body invisibly exudes a very oppressive atmosphere.

　　This man is no stranger to me, for he is Kerry's brother - Kent Harris, who has recently returned to the country but has become the most unpopular member of the Harris family.

　　Half an hour ago, Kent had found me downstairs in the office, where I was working overtime, and informed me of the sordid affair between Carey and Mary.

　　It had seemed absurd to me until now that I'd seen and heard it with my own eyes and realised that I'd been taken for a fool by these two.

　　I took a deep breath and said, "I'd like to borrow a lighter.

　　Kent looked away and at the assistant in the driver's seat in front of him.

　　The assistant understood and handed me the lighter, assuming I wanted to smoke, and thoughtfully included a carton of cigarettes.

　　I just took the lighter, pushed the door to get out of the car and walked straight into the luxurious European-style villa in front of me.

　　Looking at the house full of my favourite decorations, my lips curled into a sarcastic smile as I walked into the bright living room.

　　Everything here fulfils all my fantasies of a home in my heart.

　　It's just that if the object of our future union is such a hypocritical and philandering man, she won't get married in this house!

　　Thinking of this, I pressed the lighter and set fire to the curtains.

       The fire spread quickly, I turned around and walked out of the front door, at the same time I took out my mobile phone and quickly dialled the number of the estate: "Hello, Villa 188 is on fire, please come over immediately to help put out the fire!".

　Without waiting for a response from the other end of the phone, I immediately hung up and dialled my best friend Nalise's number instead, "Nalise, if you don't want to be at the bottom of this month's results, bring your camera and rush over to Lannett 188 right now, something fierce is going on here".

　　Nalise and I were both reporters for a well-known newspaper.

　　With the second youngest son of the powerful Harris family in bed with his fiancée's cousin, it wouldn't be fun not to get more publicity for this great show!

　　After the message, I didn't want to explain too much to Nalise, just let her rush over and find out, then hang up.

　　When she looked up, the Rolls Royce was still there, seemingly waiting for her.

　　I quickly got back into the car, "It's ready to go".

　　The estate agents and press were about to arrive and Kerry and Mary were about to escape from inside.

　　Fire and smoke came faintly from the windows of the downstairs living room, Kent pulled his eyes away from the car window and his gaze fell on me beside him, his eyes more than a little interested, "Not a small amount of courage.

　　With that, he looked at his assistant and signalled, "Drive".

　　The car sped away from the original spot, and not a moment later it was hidden in the dark night.

　　Calming down, I looked at the reticent man beside me with a thoughtful expression on my face, "Kent, you specifically told me about this matter because you want to make it impossible for Kerry and I to get a licence as planned, right?"

　　The Harris family have some complicated family relationships and I know that Kent is not well liked by the Harris family.

　　This time, if Kerry became a family man, his father would hand over the Harris Group completely to Kerry to take care of.

　　Half of Kent's face was hidden in the dimly lit car, his slender fingertips rubbing the string in his hand, his eyes penetrating an elusive depth: "I'm just telling you what I know, as for whether you want to go on with him, I don't care.

　　Anyway, me and Kerry's gap already exists, even if you decide to get married as planned, the future of married life is also destined to chicken and dog jumping, can not be peaceful, can give Kerry to find pain, he will be pain.

　　I smiled coldly, "Although my family conditions are far less than the Harris family, but I'm not so bad as to trample on myself for the sake of money, deadlocked on the Harris family not to let go".

　　Although the Harris family was the most powerful family in Ridgeboro City, I didn't know about Carey's family background when I first met him.

　　From the beginning to the end, all I was looking for was that genuine heart.

　Now that Kerry has betrayed me, of course I can't go on being with him as if nothing had happened, this relationship should be broken!

　　As soon as these words were out of his mouth, Kent turned his head and looked at me once more, the corner of his lips lifting in a slight sneer: "Since you intend to temporarily regret the marriage, it seems you are also prepared to insult Kerry Harris."

　　My face suddenly changed, only then did I react to the consequences, and I couldn't help but suck in a mouthful of cool air, my eyes translucent with reluctance.

　　I used to have a decent job as a reporter at a well-known newspaper in Ridgeboro, and my boss looked up to her, but Kerry and his parents didn't want me throwing my weight around after I got married, so I handed in my notice and will be leaving my job at the end of this month.

　　Now that I have to move out of my uncle's house, in addition to denying my marriage, I obviously have to keep my job to make ends meet.

　　But if I upset the Harris family, I won't be able to stay in town, and I might even have to involve my parents back in the village!

　　The atmosphere in the car froze for a moment.

　　Kent seeing my sorry state, made a mocking remark, "Would Miss Miriam like to change husband?"