Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband novel Chapter 249

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Her wealth was all over the world, countless.

Since that was the case, then why did she, back then, swallow her pride and sign that three–year “slave contract” with him just for three hundred million?

During those three years, why did she have to keep swallowing her pride and work so hard to be a housewife, a good wife and loving mother?

Took care of him in every possible way, met all his needs, let him have whatever he wanted, also looked after his parents, and kept the whole the Hale family together.

Why did she do all this? What was it for?

Did you even have to ask?

Of course it was because I loved him!

A woman had huge power and was rich enough to rival a country, so why did she still put up with everything and settle for being ordinary?

Besides love, Heriberto really couldn’t think of any other reason.

She loved him, loved him from the very beginning, so she was willing to keep giving for him.

And what about him? When Iris loved him the most and put up with everything and gave up everything for him, what was he doing?

Besides blaming her, hating her, humiliating her, and torturing her,

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what else did he do?

At that moment, Heriberto just wanted to stab himself to death with a knife.

What did he live for in the first half of his life?

Was it to really hurt Iris, or even to kill Iris?

No, no, no…

Didn’t know when, Heriberto was already in tears.

The junior director at Powell Pharmaceuticals was talking for quite a while, then suddenly noticed that Heriberto’s face was covered in tears and had no idea when he started crying. He was totally stunned.

The excited voice got stuck in my throat, and for a moment I didn’t know whether to go on.

“…Mr. Hale, are you… are you okay?” the young director asked carefully.

Brogan snapped out of it and looked at Heriberto, instantly freaking out inside.

He didn’t say anything, just hurriedly sent the little director away.

When he came back, Heriberto was like a wild beast gone mad, punching the marble coffee table in front of him over and over. His fist kept swinging, and his knuckles were already a bloody mess.

The marble coffee table already had cracks.

Brogan rushed over, knelt in front of him, and grabbed his fists to st him.

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