The Impossible Divorce novel Chapter 6

Upon hearing that Chloe was in a hurry to return home, Brady left a bunch of things about the company and rushed back.

Because he was worried that the domineering Chloe would secretly make things difficult for that woman, he didn't expect that he would hear the words Chloe had just shouted when he entered the door.

His eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes immediately revealed a cold expression. That woman had secretly used Chloe's phone?

What did she do? Did she contact her lover, Eric?

This thought had just sprouted, causing a monstrous fire to surge out of Brady's heart. The coldness in his eyes became even more intense, and the terrifying cold aura emanating from his entire body caused the temperature of the entire large living room to drop by a few degrees.

Sophia was the most sensitive to the anger on his body and immediately tensed up, not daring to speak.

At the side, Chloe also restrained her anger. The shameful things in her phone subconsciously told her to hide it behind her. She smiled at Brady and said, "Didn't you say that the company has something to do? Why did you come back so quickly?"

Brady's expression was cold as he raised his foot and walked towards the two of them.

"Did she touch your phone?" As soon as he opened his mouth, she was interrogated with sharpness.

Chloe didn't know why Brady cared about this matter. She grabbed her phone guiltily and didn't know how to reply.

Sophia was afraid that Brady would really take it seriously to found the deleted call record and hurriedly said, "I just moved its position when I was tidying up the room. I didn't do anything else."

This excuse had a hint of an overwhelming desire to hide it.

Not to mention that Brady did not believe it, Chloe did not believe it, but the latter did not dare to speak in front of Brady.

Brady fiercely stared at Sophia and directly extended his hand towards Chloe, "Give me your phone."

Chloe hesitated and didn't dare to refuse. Brady's tone sank and his aura was fierce.

"Give it to me!"

Chloe's body shrank, and in fear, she didn't care about anything else, so she hurriedly handed over her phone.

Brady held her phone and didn't open it to see if there were any traces of Sophia using. He just stared at her with a gloomy expression and said word by word, "Sophia, who did you call with this phone?"

The first sentence he said was more than half accurate.

Sophia's body trembled and she still persisted, "I didn't."

Brady sneered and leaned forward. The overbearing pressure from his entire body almost suffocated Sophia.

"Is it Eric?" Brady immediately guessed the name.

That call wasn't to Eric, but the contents of the call mentioned him.

Sophia slapped her eyelashes. Her subtle movements all fall into Brady's sharp eyes. It became the evidence that Sophia had really contacted that man.

The anger that had just been aroused instantly went out of control.

Brady took a final step forward and firmly blocked Sophia in the corner, he almost gnashing his teeth.

"Sophia, how dare you!"

Sophia was frightened by the terrifying aura on his body, and her back was covered in cold sweat. She said in a trembling voice, "I didn't. Brady, I really didn't."

Brady coldly looked at Sophia with a fearsome smile, "Sophia, has there ever been a single truth in your words?"

Sophia suddenly widened her eyes. The light in her clear eyes instantly condensed and shattered in the next instant.

It wasn't that she hadn't told the truth, but in this man's minds, she would never tell the truth.

He believed that the only thing he would ever see, not the truth that Sophia had told him.

Sophia's fingertips trembled, but she did not obey like before. Instead, she raised her eyes and said word for word, "Brady, don't touch me. I think you're dirty."

A cold storm instantly surged out of Brady's eyes as he stared fiercely at Sophia, as if he wanted to tear her soul apart.

He grabbed Sophia's chin and said in a gloomy voice, "You have the right to think I'm dirty?"

Sophia stared at him hatefully, struggling to shake off the fingers on her chin, but in the next second, Brady pressed down heavily on the wall.

Her clothes were instantly torn apart by him, revealing large patches of snow-white skin.

"Sophia, no matter how dirty I am, you are only worthy of being my plaything!"

As soon as he finished speaking, she was fiercely violated.

Sophia's eyes darkened from the pain, and she almost died in this torment that was even more terrifying than a nightmare.

However, the pain was so clear that it constantly reminded Sophia of how painful and despicable her life was.

She was a plaything.

In Brady's eyes, she only had this kind of status.

At the end of the punishment, Sophia collapsed onto the ice-cold floor. She felt dizzy, as if she had been crushed by a car countless times, leaving only one breath left to barely breathe.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Brady calmly walked out of the bedroom and stood in front of Sophia, who was on the ground. He looked down from above like he was looking down on some worthless ant, staring at Sophia with cold and indifferent eyes.

"Sophia, remember your own identity. You are my Brady's person, even if you die and rot in this room, you will still be my Brady's person. You will never be able to escape this room in your lifetime. Don't even have that kind of thought! Otherwise, it's not just you I'm torturing the next time."

Retracting his cold gaze, Brady's expression was indifferent and gloomy. He directly passed Sophia and left without stopping.