My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

The scar-faced man, who seemed to be their leader, did not expect Pearl to know how to use a knife. Looking at the bloody wound on his chest, he was in so much pain that his face twisted

He spat on the ground before he snapped, "Bitch, you are so dead!"

However, he was only arrogant for a while. In the next second, his wrist was grabbed by Pearl. With her fighting technique, Pearl twisted his wrist and wounded his tendons and bones. It was so painful that the scar-faced man cried our in pain. Then, he was kicked to the ground!

With a cold expression, Pearl asked him in a deep voice, "Tell me, who sent you?"

"Fuck you." He had just started swearing when he was slapped into the mud by Pearl. His mouth was filled with dirt. In an instant, Bearl grabbed his arm and pulled it, "ArghPlease check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

The mournful howl alarmed all the birds in the forest. They flew away.

and the leaves rustled.

The scar-faced man's arm was twisted in a strange way. It hung by his side as if it was broken. It was so painful that he was sweating profusely. The lackeys beside him were stunned when they saw this.

Pearl was still calm. "Ill ask you one more time. Who sent you?"

She took out the knife and was about to cut his face, adding another scar to it. The scar-faced man was terrified. He gritted his teeth and said with a trembling voice, 1-It's the heir of Starfield Media, Damien Mosley. He wants us to stop you on your way back and teach you a lesson."

-"Oh," responded Pearl calmly. So it was that guy-

She asked again. "Do you know who I am!"

The scar-faced man said, "I know. You're Miss Pearl of the Woolery family"

"It's good that you know. At least you know who beat you up"

Pearl moved her feet away from him and turned to look at Marc, standing not far away. She pondered and suddenly asked. "Did you bring your phone?"

Marc was slightly stunned and took out his phone.

Pearl instructed him as if she were instructing her assistant, "Turn the camera on

She pointed at a group of lackeys beside her and said impatiently, "Why are you guys still carrying the sticks! I already defeated your boss. Do you think you can beat me up! Don't just stand there. Come and kneel by your boss's side.

The group of lackeys looked at each other. In fact, they could no longer hold their sticks. Pearl's slash on their chest was still bleeding. They were afraid that they would die from excessive blood loss. If Pearl's slash were deeper, their intestines would probably fall out. This woman was too terrifying. She was even scarier than the demon.

Looking at Marc's subordinates, they had even less chance of winning. Their boss had already been defeated. What else could they do? They could only throw away their helmets and armor and obediently kneel at the place Pearl had specified

Since they had already knelt, they could no longer be arrogant. They immediately begged for mercy while kneeling. "Miss Woolery, we were just following orders. We didn't mean to offend you. Please spare our lives." "Spare your lives? In your dreams!"

A deep voice sounded. Kurt rushed over with his men and immediately surrounded the scene, protecting Pearl. He looked at Pearl with a worried expression. "Miss Woolery, are you hurt?"

Pearl shook her head lightly. "I thought they were old friends but didn't expect them to be just a few small fries. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have needed you guys to come."

She beckoned them to move sway. "All of you, move aside. Don't steal my attention."

The Woolery family's men listened to the order and retreated to the side in an orderly manner, leaving the men facing Pearl alone.

""Repeat what you just said"

Like a director, Pearl directed "cameraman" M

Marc to shoot the scene with his phone. The male lead was the knife-scarred man, and the lackey beside him acted as a supporting character. Under Pearl's guidance, he repeated Damien's requirements for them. Although his acting skills were not as good as professional actors, it was enough to be used as evidence in court. Chapter 68

Mare raised his phone and looked at Pearl's beautiful face under the camera. Her beauty was enough to mesmerize anyone even if it was just her side profile.

Mason and Lindsay could not stay in the car any longer. They wanted to come out and help Pearl, but they did not expect that Pearl could teach those guys a lesson without them needing to do anything

Lindsay looked at Pearl's every move and her calm appearance. She only felt her heart surge and beat wildly as she thought, "As expected of Pearl. She is so overpowering!

"When would 1 be able to be like Pearl?"

"Are you done recording?" Pearl turned to Marc. He nodded. "Yes"

He didn't know why he did what she said. But she didn't seem surprised to see him here.

Mare put away his phone, feeling a little complicated

He initially thought he had rushed over quickly to save the distressed dansel. Along the way, he was worried and imagined Pearl would be like the woman in drama shouting in panic, "Marc, save me!" Then, he would bravely step forward and shield her behind him, speaking in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid. I'm here.

Unfortunately, such a dreamy scene did not happen.

The reality was that the damsel did not need him to save her at all. She could make the bad guys kneel and beg for mercy. As a hero, he was more like an audience. Helping to record a video was already his greatest help.

*Pearl did not care about the regret and loneliness Marc felt. She directly asked him to send the recorded video to Mason and then asked Kurt to send those thugs to the police station. However, before going to the police station, they seemed to need to go to the hospital to stop the bleeding

first

"Pearl, you're so awesome!" Now that the matter was resolved, Lindsay, still in shock, pounced to Pearl's side and looked at her with admiration. Pearl smiled and touched her face. "Are you scared!"

Lindsay shook her head and nodded gently, "A little, but I'm not afraid since you and Mason are p

"Get in the car. Let's go home," said Pearl.

Pearl then asked Marc, "What about you? Are you coming along?

are protecting me."

Her earth-shattering words almost exploded in Marc's heart. He was stunned and pointed at himself in disbelief. "You want me to go back with

your

"Tm not asking you I'm asking the person behind you." Pearl looked up lazily,

Marc almost instantly felt a gust of wind at the back of his head. He subconsciously dodged the punch hitting him. Mare clenched his fists and blocked it. The sound of wind breaking could be heard when the two iron fists collided.

The two men squinted their eyes at each other and saw the hostility in each other's eyes. Almost instantly, they attacked at the same time and started fighting.

They exchanged blows. Only the muffled sounds of muscles colliding could be heard in the air.

Lindsay was dumbfounded. "Pearl, what are they doing?"

They are so bored that they have gone insane." Pearl watched coldly from aside. Although she complained, her gaze could not help but fall on Marc. She had not seen him like this for a long time.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes all year round. Sometimes, she forgot that he used to be a skilled SWAT officer.

Memories brought her back to when he entered the tiger's den ten years ago to save her. Their backs were facing each other, and they fought siste by side. Pearl's heart skipped a beat, and she was immersed in her memories. The feeling that she thought was dead surged again in her.