After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1001 Anthony, I really hurt Mavis was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she struggled desperately.

"Anthony, don't be like this. Please don't do this..." She was scared. She was really scared.

Anthony shackled her wrist with one hand, pinched her jaw with the other, and the corners of his lips curled coldly.

"You're scared now? Helping a strange man send your husband to the police. Mavis, you're really very capable.

Did | always treat you so well that you thought I'm a nice person?" She shook her head with red eyes. "I'm sorry. | never thought that domestic violence crimes are so serious in Delta Union's law. I'm really sorry." Anthony smiled indifferently.

"It's okay, anyway, after tonight, you can still suefor domestic violence. Remember to leave evidence." He released her chin, and his fingertips lightly touched her abdomen. "I can help you deal with this bastard. How about it?" "Nol" She shook her head crazily, with tears in her eyes. "The baby is already very big, and it will be due in a few months, so it can only be born. Let us go, okay?" "It's okay to let it go, but not you. | don't agree to divorce. Perish that thought." Tears slid down her cheeks in disappointment, and Mavis gradually collapsed emotionally.

"Why do you have to treatlike this? At the beginning you chose Jaqueline and wanted to divorce, and | agreed, but as soon as | walk away, you catch up again. What do you want from me?!" Anthony frowned. With a cold face, he pinched her jaw again, with a little force.

"Mavis, what do you want from me? When the marriage relationship still exists, you found another man and got pregnant. | don't care about these. | patiently worked for you stago to ease your burden. | even thought about raising this bastard for you. It's enough foras a husband to do it. Are you satisfied?" His face was gloomy, and his tone turned cold. "You're the one who want to pissoff and make things cto this point. It seems that | need to let you know the price of making mistakes." The man's slender fingertips explored into her nightdress...

In an instant, like a frightened bird, she frantically moved to the side, "No, | don't want it." Anthony glared at her sarcastically and sneered, "Didn't you just wantto sleep with you before? Now | take the initiative to fulfill you, but you want to play hard to get? Why didn't | find out that you have so many tricks before?" She didn't want to play hard to get but she really and truly refused it.

No matter how scheming Anthony thought she was now, she didn't care anymore, because all she wanted was the baby's safety.

"Anthony, | have a baby. You can't!" A sneer slowly floated in the air.

"I've asked, when it's five to six months, your body is basically stable, and you can have sex." Just be careful not to hurt the baby in her belly.

"As a wife, you should fulfill your duties." After saying that, he leaned over and kissed her lips with his body full of cold air.

There was no tenderness, only punishment.

Anthony sucked her lips hard, and there was no pity.

"Hiss..." A shallow cry of pain interrupted Anthony's movements.

He straightened up. His lips were burning with pain, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

His lips were bitten by Mavis.

"Mavis!" Gritting his teeth, he held his right hand high, with a frightening aura.

Mavis shrank her shoulders subconsciously, closed her eyes and waited.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and even though she closed her eyes, the tears rolled down her pale cheeks uncontrollably.

Under the reflection of the table lamp, she looked pitiful and helpless with tears in her eyes.

Anthony was stunned. The hand he raised gradually clenched into a fist, and there was still a trace of reason in his heart, so he was not willing to slap Mavis in the face.

"Boring. Your body is as stiff as a piece of wood, and you don't love yourself. You just grabbed a man on the street and had sex. Won't you be afraid of being dragged into a black market and having your liver or kidney sold?" He sneered coldly, and angrily let go of all the shackles on her. "Don't cry. It's too dirty forto give it tofor nothing." Restraining the panic in his blue eyes, he turned his eyes away, not looking at Mavis who was crying pitifully.

Once Mavis was free, she shrank to the other side of the bed, far away from him, staring at him vigilantly, as if he was skind of scourge.

The more he watched, the more upset he was, so he got up and left.

As soon as he reached the door, Mavis cried out in pain from behind.

The fingertips that were twisting the doorknob stopped. Anthony didn't look back, but said in a cold tone, "Don't pretend. | didn't touch you at all just now." "It hurts. It hurts..." Mavis clutched her stomach and curled up like a ball, dripping with cold sweat and trembling all over. She didn't pretend.

"Anthony, I really hurt. My stomach hurts..." Anthony immediately sensed something was wrong and ran back to check on her.

The quilt was lifted, and a little bit of blood could be seen under the nightdress.

Mavis bled?? Obviously, he just scared her. Why did she bleed?? Anthony's hands trembled at a loss, and his blue eyes showed a rare panic.

He immediately called an ambulance, bent down and carried up Mavis horizontally, "Be patient, I'll take you to the hospital." Kane was waiting down the building, and he could hear Anthony's footsteps running downstairs from a distance.

"My God! What's wrong with Mrs. Callahan?" Anthony didn't care to say more but just ordered, "The ambulance can't enter the prairie path. Drive the car quickly." "Okay, I'll go now." The ambulance cquickly, and Mavis was sent to the nearest hospital in less than ten minutes.

When she was being pushed into the operating room, she grabbed Anthony's clothes and complained with red eyes, "If something happens to my baby, | won't let you go, and | won't let you go even if | die." Anthony gave her a reassuring look. "lI won't run away but wait for you to take revenge on me." Her waxy hands finally loosened the corners of his clothes, and the door of the operating room closed slowly, blocking his sight.

He looked at his hands. His fingertips were stained with a little blood from Mavis' skirt, and his heart trembled violently.

Tonight he was really... just trying to scare her.

With mixed feelings in his heart, Anthony sat down outside the operating room. He was flustered and his hands were shaking.

Half an hour later, Lyra and Malcolm, who had just fallen asleep, cto the hospital belatedly.

"Is Mavis out? Is she okay?" Lyra asked.

Anthony lowered his head. His hoarse voice sounded a little lost, "Not yet, she just went in for a while." Lyra got angry when she saw him like this. She stepped forward, grabbed his collar, raised her hand and slapped him.

Snap--! The crisp slap sound was very harsh in the empty corridor of the hospital.

It was already late at night.

Only a few nurses on duty passed by, and they were familiar with the situation in front of the operating room.

They stepped forward to remind them to keep their voices down, and then left.

Anthony endured Lyra's anger without any resentment, the tip of his tongue pressed against the soft flesh of his mouth, and there were conspicuous red marks on his handsface.

"Anthony, do you know how hard it is for a woman to conceive a baby? But you have never been by her side to take care of her in the past few months, and you have not fulfilled your responsibilities as her husband. Mavis is suffering from all kinds of pregnancy reactions by herself, but you make her in the hospital. Are you human? Has your heart been eroded?" He didn't answer and let Lyra scold him.

"If something goes wrong to Mavis and the baby, | won't forgive you, and | won't let you go. You'd better stay away from Mavis and stop trying to hurt her." He raised his eyes, and shook his head without a trace of hostility in front of Lyra, "No, | will pay attention to propriety and take care of her emotions."