Reborn: The Tyrant's Obsession novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179: My wife. She is my wife.

A few months ago, Ella worshipped him yet suddenly she changed her entire attitude.

At first, he thought she was playing hard to get but now, there was a prickling feeling in his chest. And an unsettling ache that he tried to avoid but it seemed to linger there with vengeance.

As she laughed, she seemed to be glowing in a soft and vibrant hue. She did not seem depressed or pessimistic as she used to be.

And she had probably shed some weight again as her features were sharper, more striking, reminding him of how beautiful she was at her peak.

And a hint of a grievance curled in his chest.

Ella finally stopped laughing and met his gaze, "Are you feeling wronged now?"

Max frowned.

"Or do you probably think I am being unreasonable?" Ella sighed.

"I wasted my entire youth on you and you don’t even know that roses have never been my favorite flowers. And I love eating sweet things."

"You liked roses when you were young and you also hated sweets... Forget it!" Max inhaled a deep breath, "I will get you what you want the next time."

Ella nodded, "And what then? What do you expect in return?" She took a step closer to him and looked at the man with narrowed eyes, "Do you want to marry me?"

Max flinched, "I... No..." He sighed, "Things are complicated in my family. I can’t promise you about marriage but I will take care of you."

"Oh? You want me to be your mistress while you keep me like your dirty little secret?" Ella burst out in laughter, "My apologies. I cannot accommodate you on that."

"Ella, if it was before, you would have agreed—"

"That’s where you are wrong, Maxwell Hill. No matter when it happened, I would never reduce myself to be your mistress."

"I don’t believe that!" Max snarled, inching closer to her.

’Crash’

The bouquet of roses was shoved to the ground as the man looked at Ella, "If you are angry about the flowers then I promise I will get you whatever flowers you want. If you think flowers are too cheap then I will get you better things. No matter what he gets for you, I can get it for you too!"

In the face of his outburst, Ella remained silent, "It’s not the flower that matters to me. I can buy myself some too. But if the person giving me the flowers is a jerk like you, then..." Ella raised her hand and shook her head.

Max’s chest heaved, "You are just this cocky because of him? You don’t want to be my dirty little secret but hasn’t he kept you hidden from the world as well? Do you think you are irreplaceable in his life? What do you think you are to a man like Adrian King?"

Ella’s brows furrowed and she paused for a beat, "My relationship..." with him is none of your business.

"My wife." A frosty voice pierced through the empty alleyway.

Dressed in a well-fitted, black suit, Adrian strode towards Ella, every step powerful and deliberate.

A few strands of his hair fell over his forehead and his pale face seemed to glimmer in the sunset hue.

Max was barely a step away from Ella when a shadow towered over him as Adrian stood beside Ella.

The man was expressionless but for some reason, a chill crept down Max’s back.

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