Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 40

Am I going to die?” Josie asked in a hoarse voice.

Josie’s breathing became more erratic. Her face was pale, like a corpse shining in from the window under the light.

Henry was startled and let go of Josie abruptly.

He wasn’t sure what had suddenly caus

He wasn’t sure what had suddenly caused him to think Josie would die.

Josie fell to the ground, covering her neck and breathing fast.

She thought, “I have known Henry for ten years, and he has never hit me or got angry at me.”

She loved Henry’s tenderness and craved his warmth.

However, Henry had gone insane for Ashley now.

As fear overcame Josie, she began to tremble vehemently.

She was really afraid of Henry when he was like this.

Josic, do you have to speak so harshly?” Henry also took a step back helplessly. He regretted his erratic behavior.

Henry’s fingers were tingling. He looked at Josie sitting on the ground and slowly squatted down. “I went out of control. Does

it hurt

“Don’t touch me!” Josie retreated in horror when she saw Henry extend his hand. Her breathing didn’t even out until she curled

up in a corner.

Henry squatted at his spot. He felt as if his back was stuck with needles.

Jo, Ashley and I have been in the orphanage together for several years. She is like family to me, just like how you’re to me also,” Henry explained in a deep voice, trying to make Josie let go of her grudge against Ashley

Josie didn’t say anything. She just hugged herself tighter.

“It will be dawn soon. We need to pay homage to Grandpa later. You should go and rest. Henry got up wearily and subconsciously walked into the bathroom.

He had lived together with Josie for the last three years.

“Harry, get out…

The atmosphere was eerily quiet as Josie ordered Henry from her dark corner.

Henry’s footsteps abruptly stopped near the bathroom door as he suddenly remembered that he and Josie had divorced.

However, his breath tightened. Henry looked at Josie with a sharp look. “What did you call me?”

“Harry, Josie said, repeating his nickname.

Since Josie entered the Gibson family, she had always called him Harry.

However, Josie never called him that again since they married three years ago.

Henry felt slightly confused. He didn’t know why he was so furious upon hearing this nickname.

Josier Henry walked quickly to Josie and pushed her into the corner with a furious glint in his eyes. “Do you have to make me angry?”

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Josie looked at Henry blankly and didn’t know what she had done wrong.

The dim sunlight through the window fell on Josie’s face.

Henry’s heart tightened. It was as if he had been bewitched.

Henry held Josie’s chin and kissed her domineeringly as though he wanted to punish her. Josie’s breathing became uneven as the smell of blood permeated the air.

Henry didn’t know what he was trying to convey. Was he trying to tell her he didn’t want her to deem him as a brother since siblings would never do such a thing?

Josie pushed Henry away vigorously and raised her hand to hit him.

However, Henry grabbed Josie’s wrist and pushed her against the wall again.

Josie’s breathing was very uneven, and her chest heaved rapidly. Her pale lips were tinged with red blood now.

Henry had to admit that Josie had always attracted him. He didn’t have much desire for women, but he could get addicted to Josie.

He hasn’t asked Josie for a divorce in the last three years, most likely because he felt she could meet his needs.

Henry stared at Josie with a passion–filled gaze. While Henry wanted to eat Josie up, Josie was furious.

She was giving Henry a silent warning.

Josie, it was you who desperately wanted to marry me…” Henry’s voice was hoarse. He knew everything, but he had never exposed Josie.

He knew that it was Josie who begged John to force him to get married to her and also Josie’s feelings for him.

He was indeed using Josie’s love for him. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Josie looked away as she thought, “Henry is right. It was me who desperately wanted to marry him.”

“What do you want…” What more did Henry want?

“You’ve tried every means to marry me for three years. Don’t you have to compensate me for the three years of marriage?” Henry spoke in Josie’s ear, breathing hotly.

Josie felt that Henry was humiliating her.

“Henry, aren’t my shares and the Gibson family’s everything enough? Josie knew that Henry deliberately didn’t want to let her go.

It was all because she drove Ashley away.

“Not enough!” Henry carried Josie and placed her on the bed.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his head, and it was that he wanted Josie

Josie didn’t resist but muttered, “Dirty…

Henry frowned, thinking that Josie was disgusted that he had not showered

“I’ll go take a shower. Behave yourself: Henry wrapped her trembling body under the blankets. “Jo, just listen to me obediently as you’ve done before, pkay?”

Josie didn’t say anything but smiled bitterly.

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She pondered, “Listen to him as obediently us before?”

After a shower, Henry wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

The rising sun cast a somber rosy hue across the morning sky.

Josie was curled up at the edge of the bed. She had fallen asleep.

Henry sighed and didn’t bother Josie anymore. He lost control today, so he probably gave Josie a scare.

Looking down at his hands, Henry clenched his fists and slammed them hard on the ground. It was a punishment to

himself.

He must have gone insane.

Henry felt his recent behavior was rather unusual.

Lying on the bed, Henry held Josie in his arms.

She was undoubtedly the most obedient when she was silent.

The sun shone through the window. At seven o’clock in the morning, Josie finally opened her eyes.

Henry was not here.

Josie breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and washed up as she prepared to pay homage to her grandfather.

After entering the bathroom, Josie’s breath trembled. The red mark on her neck and her pale face from the mirror reminded her that everything last night was real.

Henry wanted to strangle her to death for a moment because of Ashley,

Josie supported herself on the sink weakly and began to retch.

When she was feeling extremely tensed, she would develop stomach cramps.

She was in so much pain that her forehead was dotted with sweat. Josie spent a long time throwing up in the bathroom before she calmed down.

She felt a sore pain in her throat, but it was not nearly as much as her heart was hurting.

Seeing Josie walk out of the room, Arthur stated, “Ms. Yates, breakfast is ready

Josie nodded weakly and walked to the dining table.

“Ms. Yates, are you feeling unwell?” Looking at Josie’s face, Arthur was slightly worried.

Josie rummaged for a high–collar sweater to cover the marks on her neck.

“No, I’m fine.” Josie smiled at Arthur and sat beside the dining table before she muttered, “Where is Henry?”

“Mr. Gibson said he is going to the hospital to bring breakfast to a friend before he comes back.”

Josie looked at the oatmeal in front of her and laughed sarcastically.

She thought, “Why did he say he treats Ashley like family when he favors the latter so much?”

Henry had never picked her as his first choice.

Jo!”

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The housekeeper let Samuel in.

“Mr. Turner is here. He should be here to pay homage to your grandfather,” Arthur smiled, as he really liked Samuel.

Josie eased up upon hearing it was Samuel. A trace of redness returned to her pale face.

Josie smiled at Samuel and asked, “Have you had breakfast?”

“No, I came here to eat.”

Samuel was a cheerful man. He naturally sat beside Josie.

With admiration in her eyes, Josie cast a gaze at Samuel.

She was envious of Samuel’s aura.

Samuel narrowed his eyes with a smile and snapped his fingers in front of Josie’s face. “Are

Josie came back to her senses, slightly embarrassed.

She had always envied Samuel because he had a harmonious family.

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you done admiring my beauty?”

“Don’t move.” Samuel suddenly held Josie’s chin and raised his hand to wipe the oatmeal at the corner of her mouth.

Josie panicked subconsciously, thinking that Samuel had found the marks on her neck.

She thought, “At least it’s just oatmeal, although his movement seems a little intimate.”

“What are you doing here?” Henry’s cold voice came from the door.

Josie did not realize that he had come back.