Love Mission: Ex-wife Strikes Back

Today was a very important day for Julia Gu. Her agent, Consuela Shen, had just informed her of the award she'd receive tonight!

Julia Gu just couldn't wait to share the news with Terence Chen.

However, no matter how much she tried, he still wouldn't answer. Unbothered, Julia Gu simply dialed his number again and again. On the fifth ring, he finally picked up. "What?"

His cold voice was almost unrecognizable that she had to look at her screen to check if it was him.

"Where are you?" The moment the video chat connected, Julia squinted at the screen. Just behind him was the large signage of the infamous motel in H City – Double Q.

This place was infamous for people who were looking for one-night stands or a place to entertain their cheating escapades. Adulteries happened very often here, that the hotel had its own nickname: Catching Adultery!

Coincidentally, a new movie Julia acted in was shot on Double Q, so she was very familiar with the place.

Her fingers wrapped around the phone so hard that veins popped out of her skin.

Julia restrained herself and smiled. "Mr. Chen, are you going to the motel to fix your business? I'm quite impressed."

Before she had a chance to say more, Terence Chen immediately hung up the phone.

She gritted her teeth, stomping out of her lounge. "Abby, give me the car keys."

"Julia, the party will begin in two hours and–" Abby furrowed her eyebrows, glancing from left to right.

"Did you not hear what I just said?" she demanded. Abby froze, her hands already trembling at the sight of Julia losing her temper. Consuela Shen finally approached them. She asked Abby to leave before dragging Julia to the lounge, her lips curling in irritation.

"Are you crazy? Do you see how packed this place is? Do you even know the importance of being here? Anyone can write about you. You'll be in the headlines by sundown, that's for sure if you keep acting like this!" Consuela scowled, throwing her hands up exasperatedly.

"Yeah? Well, I don't give it a shit." Julia sneered. Right now, at this very moment, her husband would be having an affair with some other bitch he probably got from a bar. She didn't care what the whole world would think of her.

"Please, Consuela. I need an hour. I need to talk to my husband," she pleaded as she grabbed her agent on the wrist. However, it had no effect on Consuela.

"Do you have any idea how much I've worked just to get you here? Even if the skies fall out, you're not allowed to go outside. Not until this event is over."

"Consuela..." Knowing that pleas wouldn't work on her agent, Julia decided to come clean. "Terence... He cheated on me. I can't be like this for the next two hours pretending as if it's not happening right now!"

"I knew it was that jerk again!" Consuela's face turned pale in rage. She wagged a finger at her. "You're a great girl, Julia, but this is getting ridiculous! The man doesn't love you. You've already been married for three years, and who else knows? Just me. Isn't it better that you call it quits now?"

"You're right." Julia smiled bitterly. "I just... I just want to talk to him."

Julia glanced at her. "I wasn't able to make up my mind in the past since I was blinded by my love for him. I mean...it has been thirteen years... If I see him with another woman, I'll give up."

"Julia." Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. "Look, I can solve any problem for you whenever, but this isn't the right time. You can't do anything stupid tonight."

"Please." Tears welled up in Julia's eyes as she begged again and again.

However, Consuela didn't budge an inch. She stood by the doorway with her arms crossed.

"Don't you think it's time to lose weight?" Julia raised her eyebrows.

Consuela only glared back at her.

Consuela knew what kind of person Julia was. She'd try everything just to get what she wanted. "If you used the same method you do to me, to Terence, then you wouldn't have ended up like this."

She glanced at her watch. "There's still an hour and fifty minutes left before the dinner party. You got fifty minutes. Come back no matter what."

"Okay." Julia wiped her tears and rushed out of the door.

Due to the fear of getting noticed, Julia wore a big coat, a pair of sunglasses, and a mask. Without another thought, she ran towards Double Q.

She had gotten Terence's room number right away, having connections with the receptionist. She rushed up the floor and smashed the door with all her might.

The thought of Terence holding another woman made Julia want to puke.

Everyone huddled over the room to see what happened. She sneered. "Terence, don't hide yourself, coward! You think you can cheat and not show yourself?" She snarled out, "Open the fucking door!"

With a bang, the door creaked open. She suddenly found herself being pulled in.

Just as soon as she looked up, she saw Terence's livid face masked with indifference. He stood before her as if he'd done nothing wrong.

"You are really something!" He crossed his arms.

"You didn't answer my video call, yet you'd sleep in a fucking motel?" Julia shoved him away, wanting to see the bitch who stole him.

The room was incredibly large so Julia had to pass another corridor before she bumped into the person whom she was looking for.

Just as she was rubbing her aching forehead, she heard a scream from the opposite end. Terence rushed over and helped the woman up.

Her jaw dropped when she saw who it was.

"It's you?" It took a while for Julia to get her voice back.

"It's me." The woman arched up her eyebrow, snuggling into Terence's arms. "Long time no see, my dear sister."

The woman was no other than her sister, Jean Gu.

It never occurred to Julia that the bitch she'd catch would be her own sister.

"You two..." A million thoughts ran through her mind.

Jean Gu was wearing a very revealing pair of lingerie. The white lace decorated her lower neckline as it embraced her curvy body, the dimples on her bra very visible to the naked eye.

Julia gaped, like a fish out of water. She didn't know what else to say.

After all, it was Julia who 'stole' Terrence from Jean Gu three years ago.

"When are you going to stop?" Terence started, looking at Julia with expressionless eyes.

As Julia was about to explain herself, Jean started, "Sister, please don't get me wrong. Terence and I aren't doing anything. I just arrived at H City, and I was exhausted. It was Terence who came by the airport to pick me up."

Julia wanted to believe her – she really did. However, just by looking at the way Jean was dressed, she couldn't help but lose her mind.

'She may be my sister, but she's a mistress!'

"Stop with all this bullshit!" Julia narrowed her eyes. "Terence's my husband. Stay away from him."

"N–no, I didn't..." Jean stuttered out, lowering her head. Julia couldn't help but sympathize for Jean. Just seeing her like this sent a dull ache in her heart. However, when she saw the sadness in Terence's eyes, anger surged through her.

"Look at what you're wearing," she snarled. "Look at who you're with! Do you have no shame?" As her words were becoming more and more offensive, Terence pinched her chin, drawing her face to him. He gritted his teeth. "Do you want to die, huh?"

Julia sputtered, feeling his hard grip.

"Let me go! It hurts!" Julia struggled as hard as she could under his grip, but Terence seemed unfazed. In fact, his eyes lit up with fury. "It hurts? Do you even know the feeling of pain?" he snarled.

"So you're still blaming me then?" An ironic smile wove its way into her lips. Compared to the pain he had inflicted on her, the pain in her heart was much more devastating.

Three years ago, Terence was engaged to her sister. For some unknown reason, Julia had gotten drunk and slept with Terence one night.

It was a complete disaster. Terence married Julia, while Jean went to another country. She had just returned now after three years.

However, upon her return, their terrible marriage had been a complete mess.

"Blame?" He cackled. "I hate you. I hate you so much. It's times like these when I wonder if I were blind three years ago."

He didn't finish when Jean tugged his arm. "Let go of her," she stated. "She can't stand the pain anymore."

Seeing Julia's sputtering face, Terence finally let go of her. She stumbled back.

He picked up a piece of wet tissue and wiped his fingers in disgust, as if he'd just touched a man suffering with leprosy on the streets.

"Julia, Terence, stop please," Jean pleaded, tears already streaming down her face. "It's all because of me that we came into this. If I'd known," she hiccupped, "I wouldn't have come back."

Julia could only sneer in response.

However, Terence immediately went to comfort her. "It's none of your business. She and I were wrong from the very beginning," he started. "It's time... it's time we make amends for what happened in the past."

"Do you know what you're saying?" Julia's fingers curled into fist, digging into her palm.

"I'm very sober." Terence scowled. "Since you're already here, why don't I make it clear? Tomorrow at eight o'clock, we will set this. It's over."

"You just can't wait, can you?" Julia spat out. "Haven't I told you enough? I didn't know what happened that night."

"Do you think I'll believe you? No matter what you say, I'll divorce you," he interrupted.

Terence didn't want to waste any more time with Julia anymore. Every time he'd see her, he could only feel his blood boiling over the woman in front of him. He glanced at Jean tenderly. "Have a good rest," he said softly. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Explain yourself!" Julia tried, struggling to reach for his jacket, but he finally left.

It had always been like this for the two of them.

Julia wanted to chase after him when Jean stopped her. "Stop," Jean snapped. "He already left."

When Julia turned, she could only see her sister's hypocritical face. She plopped up on the bed. "Julia, how are you?"

Jean had always been beautiful. Now that she was back, she noticed how her skin was tanner and how her cheeks were glowing even brighter. Going abroad had been good to her.

"I admit," Julia started, "it was my fault three years ago, but it's been three years. We're married now. Can't you accept that?"

Jean scoffed as if she'd heard a joke.

"Accept it?" She frowned. "We haven't seen each other for three years, yet you're still so naive."

Although Jean said it so intimately, Julia knew she was mocking her.

Jean hated the way her sister behaved, as if the world was simply revolving around her 'sweet and innocent' heart.

"What– What do you mean?" Julia blinked.

"Julia, you are Mrs. Chen, yet does Terence even love you?" Jean raised an eyebrow. "All I did was tell him that I'm coming back, and he's already wagging his tail just to see me. Don't you think he misses me more after all these years?"

"Get to the point," Julia snapped.

"Don't you plan to get rid of him already?" Jean crossed her arms.

"I've already given you three years to catch a man's heart, so don't blame me for doing a better job than you." She sneered.

"So you're saying, you're trying to steal him away from me?" It was as if Julia couldn't even recognize Jean anymore. Was this really her?

"Steal? Honey, it's not stealing, if he was mine in the first place." Jean chuckled. "Three years ago, Terence's company was on the verge of bankruptcy. I can't marry such a man, so I put something in your wine. In the past three years, he hasn't even touched you after that. My Julia, you've only helped me seal the prize."

Jean's eyes glistened.

Suddenly, Julia's memories came rushing back. It was as if all the puzzle pieces were finally fitting together.

Julia remembered how 'out of it' she was that night. It was the very next day when Jean seized the opportunity to catch the both of them in bed.

She had thought she drank too much to sleep with her sister's fiance, only to turn out that she was framed!

Julia even remembered how an ironic smile flashed in Jean's face when she pushed the door open. Now, she finally knew the reason.

All the guilt she'd carried was in vain.

"So, you finally figured it out, huh?" Jean smiled vindictively. "Don't worry, Julia. Terence isn't a stingy person. As long as you agree to the divorce, you'll get a large sum of settlement. Your life will be much easier than being just an unknown actress in the entertainment circle."

"Compared to the settlement, I think being Mrs. Chen is far more valuable." Julia dug her nails deeper into her palm.

"As long as I don't divorce him, you'll only be known as another mistress." She laughed haughtily. "Don't worry, my sister. I won't divorce him till the day I die."

"Is it really interesting to stay with a man who doesn't love you?" Jean scoffed.

"I'm sure it's worth it." Julia smiled. "For as long as you're another shameless mistress on the road, it's always worth it."

Jean sneered. "You'll regret this, my dear sister."

"Regret?" Julia scoffed. "The only thing I regret now is that I didn't strangle you when our mother gave birth to you."

Without another word, Julia turned and left.

She came here in high spirits to catch Terence in the act, only to be at the receiving end of it all. She felt as if she'd been fooled for so many years, and it all happened right under her nose.

Just as Julia walked out of the hotel, she received a call from Consuela. "Where are you?" she demanded. "The party's about to start."

"I'll be there soon." Within an hour, she'd lost her love and her family. She couldn't afford to lose her job as well. Julia walked into the halls with her head tilted upwards.

As for Terence, she would figure it out later.

That evening, she had gotten the biggest award of her three-year career – the Best New Actress Award. Abby, her assistant, had insisted that they should celebrate the win, but Consuela stopped her.

"She must already be tired. Let's all go home and celebrate tomorrow." Consuela assisted Julia into the car. Although she wasn't crying, Consuela could still sense the sadness radiating from her gaze.

"I told you to break up with him, and you still won't listen to me." She sat beside her. "Now, you see, don't you? It's time to give it up."

Consuela embraced her, and that was when the dam broke.

Julia sobbed greatly in Consuela's arms. However, when they finally reached her home, the woman quickly tilted her chin back up and wiped the tears off her face. She was not to be caught feeling weak.

Consuela bit her lip. "How about I stay with you for the night?"

"No, I'm okay," Julia said. She had to deal with this on her own. She quietly walked back to her house and popped open a bottle of red wine.

This villa was supposed to be their wedding residence. However, as days and weeks went by, she realized that it was a tomb for herself.

It was always empty.

She thought she was going to spend another night alone when Terence came back around midnight.

She blinked in surprise.

"Are you hungry?" Julia quickly staggered up from the sofa.

"I could get some take-outs or something–"

However, Terence wasn't in the mood for either. He stomped towards her and pushed her down to the ground. "How could you?" he snarled. "What did Jean do? Why did you hit her?"

"What are you talking about?" She furrowed her eyebrows. The woman was completely fine when she'd left.

"Stop pretending!" His roar echoed throughout the villa. "I underestimated you. You are truly a vicious bitch. You make me sick."

He sneered, throwing her the divorce agreement. "Sign it. I don't want to see you anymore."

Although there were plenty of times when Terence would threaten divorce, this was the first time he'd actually let her sign one.

It felt as if he'd knifed her right in the heart.

"Do you... do you really want to be with her?" she stuttered out.

Julia hated it, hated what she brought to herself.

"That's right." He nodded in confirmation. "She's beautiful and gentle, not as bitchy as you. You couldn't even keep your hands to yourself."

"Fine. Fine, it was me. Are you happy?" She didn't know what overcame her when she started speaking. She raised her head. "Yes, I put something in your wine. Yes, I got you. Terence, don't you feel moved? Even though you have been so cold to me, I still love you?"

Terence's eyes widened. He'd never seen her like this.

Her eyes were already shining in desperation.

Julia wiped her tears, placing her arms around his neck. "You say you didn't love me, but that night your body tells a different story," she said, snickering. "If you feel lonely in the future, you know where to find me."

She winked through her tears.