Todos los capítulos de Reign of the Uncontrollable Wife: Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

After returning, Brandon became increasingly angry thinking about how foolish he had been to push his own wife away in favor of that despicable woman.As soon as he saw Amber, he started to hit her. This time, he exercised some restraint, avoiding hitting her abdomen with each blow until she fell to the ground and could not get up. Brandon stopped then, glaring at her viciously, “I must have been blind to have fallen for you.”Amber was in excruciating pain from the beating. She was beginning to regret provoking this man. She contemplated escaping, but Brandon had hired guards to watch her. She thought of calling Baxter for help, but her phone had been confiscated. In essence, she was being held captive. She knew that there was no way she could get out before the baby was born. However, Brandon had not hit her for the past few days. What happened today?She grabbed his hand and pleaded, “Brandon, please stop. My stomach hurts.”Brandon looked at this pitiful woman before him.

The receptionist looked at her with even more disdain. "Our CEO is already married. Which girlfriend of his are you?"Sophia was speechless. Did she just shoot herself in the foot?"I'm his wife."Receptionist, "Nice try. Do you think I'd believe that? Leave now, or I'll call security!"Sophia was distressed. She had wanted to surprise him, but they were adamant about not letting her in. What was going on?"What time does your CEO get off work?"The receptionist's answer was guarded. "It varies."Elliot usually came to pick her up around 5:30, so she estimated his work hours would end at around 5:00. Seeing that it was almost that time, Sophia decided not to push her luck."Can I wait for him there?"The receptionist was hesitant but could not outright refuse, so she let Sophia wait.Sophia sat on the couch in the lounge area, occasionally sitting upright and then slouching back down.She was getting sleepy waiting for him. Why had he not come out yet It was almost 6 o'clock

It was three days later when Elliot finally managed to bail out the driver involved in the accident through his connections at the police station. The driver, a man in his forties, thought that getting out of the police station meant that everything would be fine.However, as soon as he left the police station, he was grabbed and blindfolded. When he woke up, he found himself in a strange place. He was in a transparent glass tank, covered with a locked metal grid at the top. The tank was half-filled with water, and there was a pipe pouring more water into it. The water level had already reached his stomach.There was only the glow of the lights in the room. There were no windows anywhere. He panicked and struggled desperately, trying to climb out, but the metal grid above him would not budge no matter how hard he tried."Help! Help me!"No matter how much he cried out, there was no one around to hear him.Just when he felt that all hope was lost, the door to the room opened.

Elliot was speechless."What's with that look?" He continued to stare at her, as if saying, "Try admitting you like me, for once." Sophia awkwardly smiled. "I think something practical would be better." "Don't you think I'm the most practical gift? You can have everything with me." Sophia glared at him. "You're way too conceited." Elliot laughed. "My grandpa once told me he found the girl who saved him. I said he should thank her properly. He joked about offering me to you, and he actually did." Initially irritated by his smug look, Sophia realized their connection seemed unexpectedly deep. The events between them were quite dramatic, one misunderstanding following another. She used to feel tainted by even glancing at him, but now, fate had brought them together despite their initial mutual dislike. She looked at him, tilted her head, and said teasingly, "Mr. Patton, do I need to remind you that we’re in a contractual marriage?" Elliot glared back. "Don't make me turn

Sophia kept quiet. The cards were on the table now. If it were not for her fight with Chester, Elliot would not have caught her red-handed, and maybe Phoebe would not be in such a critical state now.She awkwardly explained, "I wasn't sneaking around. It was late, and I didn't want to wake you up. Besides, I didn't know what Phoebe meant, so I just wanted to go and check on her."Elliot said, "You didn't know what Phoebe meant, yet you climbed over someone's wall and forced open their door?"Sophia’s face darkened. "Do you have to make it sound so shady? If you didn't know what happened, you'd think I was up to something bad.""You said you did nothing wrong, yet you ended up fighting with him.""He didn't know, so what could I do?""If a stranger breaks into my house, I'd see them as a bad person.""Why must they be seen as bad? Do I look like a bad person to you?"She pointed to her face, and Elliot’s heart softened. He pinched her chin, examining left and right, and rema