Chapter 13

"You divorced me because of him, but it seems like he doesn't treat you as well as I imagined."

The man's eyes were filled with sarcasm.

What is this?

He ran here because he thought she was divorcing him to be with Venn, so he purposely came here to question her.

So funny.

Bertha looked at him strangely. "Derek, you were mistaken, right? We divorced because you don't love me. I'm too tired to try anymore. It has nothing to do with other people."

"Thing…"

She spoke, her eyes filled with provocation. "Venn is really good. He has more temperament than you, is better than you, and is more excellent than you. Even a hair of yours is not as good as him."

These words were similar to if he had provoked her before.

Derek's forehead was full of blue veins, his face was full of hostility, he used his hand to lift her chin.

"Are you trying to provoke me? You want me to act right here, now?"

Bertha was also very angry.

She is his ex-wife, his ex-wife. Everything she has now has nothing to do with him.

What makes this man angry? Based on what, threaten her?

"Derek, I'll say it again, stay away."

The man still didn't move.

Bertha was so angry that she couldn't speak.

She plans to use martial arts to knock her opponent to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's speed was faster than hers.

Bertha. "..."

Almost immediately, Derek grabbed both of her hands with one hand, then raised them high, pressing hard against the roof of the car.

Furthermore, the other person's strength far surpasses hers, she can't escape him.

"Derek."

Bertha was extremely angry, her whole face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Derek licked his lips and smiled, his dark eyes filled with the joy of revenge, he seemed very happy to see her angry and helpless.

When she is angry, her face is fierce, her black eyes are determined and clear, and her teeth reluctantly bite her red lips, extremely beautiful and seductive.

Derek stared blankly into her eyes, just like Laura had many years ago.

At that moment, he wanted to kiss her.

While remembering, his whole body lit up with a fire of unknown origin.

Bertha keenly felt that the man's body next to her was gradually stiffening, somewhere extremely hot. Press on her lower abdomen.

"Derek, you're a pervert. You scum deserve to die. If you don't let go, I'll die with you."

Her strong words interrupted Derek's thoughts.

He suddenly regained consciousness and smiled meaningfully. "I haven't done anything to you but I'm already a scumbag and a pervert? Maybe I have to do something to live up to the name you just gave me."

A vaguely sinister atmosphere appeared between the two of them.

After he finished speaking, he immediately kissed her lips, his dark eyes filled with the feeling of wanting to invade and aggressively punish.

Bertha's eyes exploded, and the feeling of shame immediately burst.

"What are you two doing?"

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Dark sounds from afar suddenly rang out.

Break this damn ambiguity.

Venn's face darkened, he pulled the two of them apart, then swung his sharp fist at Derek.

Derek couldn't avoid it in time, cried out in pain, and was forced to take two steps back.

He licked his lips and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Bertha was protected by Venn behind her. Seeing him being beaten, worry appeared in her eyes, then turned into joy, almost clapping her hands in praise.

"I heard that Mr. Derek has met his new girlfriend but is still hanging around your ex-wife like this, that's not good." Venn curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, returning to his usual noble gentleness.

Derek raised his eyes and stared at Venn. Even though his face was beaten, he was not inferior to Venn.

"My ex-wife is still my wife. What qualifications do you have to protect my wife?"

Finally, he deliberately emphasized the word "mine", like an arrogant lion, facing an enemy hungry for prey, declaring his sovereignty without giving way.

Just rely on me as her brother.

The smile on Venn's face gradually cooled.

But he did not say this word, because Bertha was holding his hand tightly.

Instead, he said. "Derek, you are interesting, Bertha is an independent thinker, she has the right to choose, why do you have to interfere in her private matters?"

The two men's eyes met, neither losing nor backing down.

His eyes seemed to be hitting the air, wishing he could kill the other person, but he couldn't tell the difference between victory and defeat.

The strong smell of gunpowder filled the garage.

Bertha was about to be killed by this strong smell of gunpowder. She was very tired and just wanted to end this war as soon as possible.

She coughed twice. "It's late, I have to go to work tomorrow, you two should go home too."

Derek saw that she wanted to leave, so he quickly took two steps forward to hold her back.

Venn took a step forward to stop Derek, cold eyes, warning in his eyes.

After all, this was Venn company's territory, Derek didn't dare to act, he just looked at Bertha, smiling. "You haven't eaten yet, right? I invite you to dinner, let's talk a bit?"

Bertha is not in a good mood to go with Derek.

"Not hungry, not eating, not talking."

Derek's face turned black, and Venn chuckled. His sister is so bold.

Like winning a game of chess, Venn looked at Derek provocatively and opened his mouth to ask Bertha. "Kid, it's getting dark, let me take you home."

Bertha turned her head and saw the war-signaling eyes of the two men.

She was speechless.

After a while, she sighed tiredly. "No need, I can go home myself."

After speaking, she quickly got into the car and drove away quickly.

The two men in the garage were still arguing.

Because Bertha did not agree to Venn's invitation, it was considered a tie with Derek, he smiled meaningfully. "It seems you don't understand my ex-wife."

Venn glanced coldly at Derek. "She and I grew up together, so we're closer to each other than you are."