Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Eli pressed on the switch.

“Brother Federick, come here! I really want you!”

“Little devil, you are never satisfied. Where do you want it? Here?”

“Brother Federick, you’re so bad. Don’t do this!”

“…”

Stella lowered her eyes.

This was the recording she had heard that day.

She felt nothing hearing it again.

Eli turned it off and said, “How about that? isn’t this exciting? I have full evidence of Federick’s extramarital affair. The court will definitely rule for divorce.”

“I hope so. Eli, help me hand this over to the lawyer. I want to end this as soon as possible,” Stella said determinedly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll do it today.”

Outside the door.

Federick came in with a bouquet of roses in his hand, his scarlet eyes shining with malice.

Was she so eager to divorce? She had even collected some evidence!

Will, he let her do what she wants?

He will not let her go until he is tired of her.

But he did feel a little uneasy, this made him very uncomfortable.

He threw the flowers into the trash can, turned around, and walked to a dark corner of the corridor. He made a phone call.

A moment later.

Eli answered a call. She listened, and then said to Stella helplessly, “The Gynaecology department director said that there is emergency surgery. There is not enough manpower now. They want me there. I will come back later to see you!”

“Okay, go ahead. I’m fine.”

Eli turned around and left in a hurry.

Stella picked up a book written in Russian that Jasper had put on the bed. She flipped through it casually.

The book was full of notes.

His handwriting was very elegant and just firm enough to penetrate the paper. It looked just like him – beautiful.

A shadow appeared in front of her.

Stella had a bad feeling about this before she even looked up.

When she saw Federick, she felt instantly afraid and said in a sharp voice, “What are you doing here?”

The corners of his mouth curled up eerily. “You are my wife. I have come to see you.”

He snatched the book from her hands and his eyes flashed sharply.

“Give it back to me.” Stella rushed to grab it from him.

He was too tall that she couldn’t reach him at all. Her wound has almost split open.

“Federick, this is not mine. I have to return it.” Stella said harshly.

He smiled, but his eyes were cold. “I know. It’s Jasper’s.”

He strode to the window and opened it. With a wave of his hand, he threw the book out the window.

“What are you doing?” Stella ran to the window, she was barefoot.

When she saw the book fall into the pool, and she was infuriated. “That was not yours. Don’t you think you’re going overboard?

“What about you? Aren’t you mine?” Federick asked.

“Am I just an object in your eyes? Something you can just destroy without any feelings?” Stella was so angry that she lost her mind.

There was an unprecedented panic in Federick’s eyes as he looked into her extremely cold eyes. She seemed to be disappearing little by little, escaping from his life.

He did not want her out of his life.

Federick’s tone softened a little. “I’ll take back what I said, about making your life a living hell. From now on, I’ll try to love you.”

From now on? It was too late. Her mind was full of his cruelty and his thirst for blood.

Stella glared at him and walked quickly to the door.

Federick frowned.

Was she going to pick up that man’s book?

He followed her, his head full of anger.

Stella went straight to the pool, she picked up the book without hesitation.

Federick stared at her coldly.

She immediately hid the book behind her as if she would die protecting it.

“If you are going to have an affair with Jasper, his military career will be ruined.” Federick suddenly warned.

She did not plan to cheat on Federick with Jasper. Soon, she would regain her freedom and start a formal relationship with him.

She walked forward.

“Even if you are divorced, his family will not accept a woman like you. Wake up, Stella.” Federick raised his voice.

Whenever divorce was mentioned, her heart always turned into a mess.

Stella looked down and ignored him.

Federick quickly came over and grabbed her arm. “Stay with me so you can have the life you want; I can give you everything you want.”

“I don’t want you in my life anymore.” Stella shook off his hands, her eyes red.

Was he no longer a part of her life?

He could not understand how women could love another so fast.

He held her hand tighter and asked skeptically, “Have you ever loved me?”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Whether I had loved you or not, does it make any difference for us now? There is no more love in our relationship” Stella said coldly.

“Then, in your eyes, what is in our relationship?”

“I wish I had never known you,” Stella said firmly.

She only had hatred in her heart, for Federick.

“Then I really should leave some scars on your body so that you can never forget me,” Federick said coldly.

Stella saw the danger in his eyes and struggled to get away.

Instead, he held her tight and reached into her loose hospital clothes.

He placed his hand between her breasts, and yet he was not satisfied.

He began to undo the buttons on her back.

Stella was so angry, she slapped him in the face.

Federick turned his head and looked at her. His eyes were as bloodshot, he looked as if he had lost his mind.

He pulled off her clothes with all his strength and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Stella felt an erection in his crotch, tightly pressed against her.

She trembled with fear. “Federick, let go of me. Don’t make me hate you.”

“Hate? That’s better than being strangers. I don’t care if you hate me!” Federick said cruelly.

Stella saw him pull his zipper down, he did not seem to care that it was broad daylight, and there were people around.

She aimed and kicked Federick in the balls!

He screamed in pain.

He had a murderous look in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

Stella ran desperately, she did not even stop to catch her breath. She returned to the ward and locked the door.

Feeling insecure, she barricaded the door with a cabinet, table, and bed.

“Stella, open the door,” Federick shouted furiously.

The door seems to be minutes away from being kicked open.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The sound made her heart drop.

She hid on her bed, shivering and clutching on to Jasper’s book tightly.

“Should I really ask him for help?”

He was at work. She couldn’t do it. She had to endure this on her own.

“I’ll count to three. Open the door. One.”

Federick’s voice was like a demon’s.

If he rushed in, he would rape her, and he would also destroy her soul.

“Two.” The voice from the other side of the door was heavy and breathless, with unrelenting anger.

Stella terrified. She wanted to be rid of Federick.

She trembled and called Jasper on the phone…