All Chapters of The Trap of The CEO's Ex-Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Patricia and Hunter were engrossed in their conversation when they suddenly heard a commotion outside the private room."Mr. Langley, I'm really sorry. It was our employee's mistake. Room 001 has already been booked. Would you mind waiting a moment? I'll talk to the guests inside and see if they're nearly done.""If it's already booked, we can switch to another private room.""All the rooms are full! The guests in Room 001 have been here for a while now, so they should be almost done. Let me go in and check!""Alright!"Before Patricia could respond, the door was opened without warning. The manager, with a bowed waist, walked in with apologetic expression, "I apologize for the mistake made by our front desk. This private room was booked by someone last night, and the front desk didn't know, so they double-booked it for you. Look, have you finished your meal? If you have, can you vacate the room? As an apology, this meal will be complimentary, and I'll also give you 500 dollars in cas

Patricia intentionally guided Martin to the men's clothing evaluation section.While the clothes here were affordable, they boasted a wide array of styles, staying in step with current fashion trends.From the instant Martin entered the evaluation area, his brows knitted in disapproval, a look of displeasure etching across his face.Martin had a bitter feeling in his heart as he listened, "The budget section is fine! It's good to occasionally change your taste.""Is that so?" Patricia smirked slyly and pointed at a wine-colored wool coat on a mannequin behind the glass window. "If you want to change your taste, I think that coat looks good. You can try it on."Martin was used to wearing black custom suits all year round.He couldn't care less about clothes like this, especially in burgundy. He wouldn't even look at it. Knowing that she was intentionally provoking him, Martin wouldn't humor her. With a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, he readily agreed, "Why not give it a try?"

Patricia caught a glimpse of Manda's reaching hands from a billboard on the wall. Her gaze sharpened, and she swiftly moved aside, evading her clutches. Manda didn't expect her to dodge, and her body lost balance, falling forward. Her instinctive reflex was to find something to support herself, and just as she was about to touch Patricia's arm, Patricia smirked and deliberately moved her arm away. "Ah..." A scream echoed, and Manda tumbled down the stairs, writhing in pain on the ground, wailing incessantly. Patricia patted the area that had almost been touched by Manda, preparing to go down and check on her condition, when suddenly Debbie rushed out from behind. Followed by Martin and Randy. A hint of darkness passed through the ink-colored pupils of Martin's eyes, and it was unclear what he was thinking. Debbie rushed down the stairs, wanting to help Manda up, but as soon as she reached out, Manda screamed in pain. "It hurts, it hurts... Don't touch me, it feels like my bones are br

The smile on Patricia's lips deepened as she calmly looked at them, showing no sign of panic. "To bring a knife in, Debbie must have paid a hefty sum, right?"Unexpectedly, her calmness infuriated the tattooed woman."Damn it, you're looking down on us! Watch as I scratch up your face!" she shouted, intending to swipe the fruit knife across Patricia's face.But right when the blade was about to touch Patricia's cheek, their movements suddenly halted."What's wrong with you...?" the scar-faced woman wondered, but before she could finish her sentence, she too froze.Both women stiffened, their spines straightened, their faces filled with disbelief.Patricia wickedly lifted the corner of her mouth and smirked, "You thought you were the only ones prepared, didn't you?""Come on? I knew Debbie wouldn't let me off easily, so I was prepared. If you have the guts, make a move and see who's faster, you or me."The two fat women looked down at the fruit knives pressed against their lower abdome

After completing a series of examinations, Patricia was sent to the VIP ward.Martin looked at Patricia, pale-faced and unconscious, with bandages wrapped around her head. He tightly clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, as if he was enduring a freezing blizzard from a faraway land.The doctor reported the examination results beside him."Professor Watson suffered soft tissue damage on her face, a moderate concussion, and no intracranial bleeding was found. With observation for one night, and if there are no symptoms such as vomiting or fever, she will recover after some treatment."Martin narrowed his eyes and asked, "What if there is vomiting or fever?"Seeing Martin's dark and ominous face, the doctor broke into a cold sweat and cautiously replied, "If there are vomiting and fainting, it will pose a life-threatening situation, and immediate surgery will be necessary.""Life-threatening?" Martin's pupils suddenly contracted, filled with a murderous intent.The