Pursuing My Ex-Wife Whom I Still Hate!

He held her in his hands and tried to nurture the bruise on her, his eyes darkened and a frown settled on his face. “You…you..didn't tell me your wife hates me this much…” At that instant, Craig raised his head at Sabrina, his eyes burning with cold fire. Sabrina creased her brows, shaking her head as if to defend herself. “Craig, I promise, I never…” “Save me the pretense!” He barked, not willing to listen to the lies she had to say. “But…but…” “Fuck off!” He barked coldly into her face, brushing past her as he carried Emily over to his car. Sabrina on the other fell on the suitcases after that push that her head was hit brutally. But that had no effect on her… Her husband picking his ex's side over hers felt like a knife in her chest! In less than two hours, Emily's wounds were attended to and her head was bandaged. And now, Craig was driving them back. “I'm sorry you had to go through this. I don’t know what came over my wife.” When Emily insisted on taking her suitca

“That voice.” Craig muttered. His eyes never left the young woman's body, not even for once. As she walked into the crowd, shaking hands with the company's clients and big associates, Craig found himself unable to get his eyes off of her. Her tone, her skin… there was no difference in Sabrina and this Rosa lady..if that's even her real name. This woman has to be his wife! He knows that voice! He knows that face! He knows those innocent hazel eyes! Emily clenched her fist, her eyes darting from Ms. Rosa to Craig, whose eyes were still on her. She noticed the slight frown on his face when a tall white young man joined her, holding her waist as the music was played and they started dancing slowly to the background sound. The man with her was none other than Harold Guidotti, son of the CEO of Guidotti Empire. He was a tall muscular man with green eyes and a black neatly cut hair who was in his early 30s. Dressed in a navy blue suit, the charming young man smiled, glaring cheer