Mr. Remus, Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 313

“Can you not act all lovey-dovey in front of me?” Silvia said.

“We’re way worse in private. We’re already holding back,” Dulcie explained seriously.

Her confession left Silvia speechless.

After dinner, they bumped into Henry at the door.

Henry was with his secretary and the president of a listed company. It seemed like he was there to negotiate business with the president since they were all smiles.

Henry’s smile ebbed a little when he saw Dulcie. He secretly glanced at the way she was holding Ethan’s hand. After that, he nodded at Silvia and left.

Similarly, Dulcie ignored him and maintained her composure as she spoke with Silvia.

Dulcie and Ethan left after they dropped Silvia off at her mansion. However, it was dark because Neil was not home yet.

Silvia turned on the lights and rested briefly in the living room. She suddenly received a notification from her phone just as she was about to take a bath.

After she tapped on her WhatsApp, Silvia saw some videos and photos from Ada.

She clenched her fists as her mood soured.

She immediately gave Neil a call, but Ada promptly answered instead.

“I’ve texted you the photos and videos, Silvia. Are you calling to be further insulted? By the way, you should go to bed early since Neil won’t be going back to you tonight.”

Silvia hung up. After she determined the location of his phone, she sped toward Remus Residence and arrived there in less than half an hour.

A servant’s expression changed when she saw Silvia, and she immediately stopped the latter. “Mrs. Remus says you’re not allowed to enter this house, Miss Pond.”

“Get out of the way!”

The servant’s insistence on stopping Silvia earned her a slap from the latter. “F*ck off!”

At first, Ada assumed that Silvia would misunderstand and give up once she saw those amorous videos and photos. Unexpectedly, Silvia rushed over to catch them in the act. Nevertheless, Ada was prepared.

She pulled her clothes toward her and smiled as she explained, “He’s having a bath. Please don’t disturb him.”

Silvia averted her cold gaze from Ada’s face. When she saw the bloody stain on the white bedsheet, she stressed her words. “Do you think I’ll let you off the hook today?”

Disdain shone in Ada’s eyes, and she sneered. “I’m Neil’s woman now. I don’t think you’d dare to… Ah!”

Silvia grabbed Ada and dragged the latter to the window without mercy.

“This is the price you pay for getting in bed with Neil.”

Right then, they heard a cold voice from the door.

“What the hell are you guys doing?!”