Chapter 15 Giselle's hand paused for a moment . For an instant , she thought her eyes were tricking her . How was it possible for her to bump into Bradley here ? The Ferrell Group was not located in the CTR building , was it ? " Why is he here ? " Rocco looked over with disgust . Giselle was only stunned for a moment , quickly guessing why this man was there . He probably found out through some means that today the Vortex Studio was signing a contract with Radiant Entertainment , so he planned to wait here , hoping to intercept Sylvia . Unfortunately , he did not know that the wife he had discarded overseas for three years was the Sylvia designer at the Vortex Studio . " Why bother with him ? " Giselle carelessly withdraws her gaze . Having already divorced , she had no interest in remaining friends with her ex - husband . She didn't even bother with a greeting and , after accepting the rose , she and Rocco stood side by side , looking elegantly indolent . Bradley had never seen this version of Giselle . Her once dowdy and heavy bangs were entirely combed up , combined with her long hair , revealing her exquisite and vibrant face which was extremely eye- catching in the sun . He stared at her without blinking , trying to convince himself that the woman before him was not Giselle ! How could the woman who always lowered her head , was awkward and dull , and even spoke with caution , be this woman who is full of charm in every move ? But even from a distance , Bradley clearly saw the crescent - shaped scar on her forehead . It was when they were kids , playing around and falling off the tree , that she got her mark . She found it cute and threw a fit when anyone suggested getting rid of it . It even became a joke among their older family members at his expense . But when Sarah moved away , she began to grow bangs and no one spoke of their childhood . It was true that there were many people in the world with similar appearances , but it was impossible to have an identical scar . It was undoubtedly her ! The woman who had disappeared for a week suddenly reappeared in front of his eyes , and Bradley didn't think twice before heading towards Giselle . He didn't bother to wonder why she was here . Just as he approached , he saw a tall man presenting her with a rose , his arm wrapping around her slender waist … Bradley's eyes instantly hardened , his body reacting even before his brain could comprehend . A punch was fiercely swung in Rocco's direction ! The abrupt move caught everyone off guard . Even Giselle was startled . She wanted to check on Rocco but before she could , her wrist was seized . Struggling to free herself , she demanded , " Bradley , let go ! " Bradley pulled her towards him effortlessly , " Giselle , you disappeared for a week without coming home , and now you're messing around like this ? " Giselle was so angry that her face turned red , " Bradley , are you out of your mind ? You're hurting me . Let go ! " At her words , he slightly loosened his grip but still held her firmly , " This is not a place for you , come home with me ! " Flushed with indignation , Giselle burst into laughter , " Bradley , if you're sick in the head , perhaps you should visit a hospital . What's wrong with me coming here for work ? Besides , we have no home together . Let go of me ! " "Work ? So , talking about work requires accepting flowers from a man ? " Bradley suddenly thought of the woman who held the red roses that night ; his mind quickly made the connection with the woman in front of him , and a fierce surge of anger ignited inside him . " Giselle , even if you were cast out from the Mendoza family , you shouldn't have stooped so low ! Do you have any idea what kind of person he is ? " Rocco , who was just recovering from a punch , chuckled when he heard this statement . " Why don't you make it clear , Mr. Ferrell ? What kind of person am I ? Is there a law that states I can't give flowers ? Also , if merely accepting a bunch of roses means one has stooped low , then there must be many such ' fallen ' people in this world daily . " He dabbed at the blood on the corner of his mouth and sneered at Bradley . 1/2 < Chapter 15 +30 Vouchers So , he gifted his sister a bunch of flowers and got misunderstood by Bradley . Although giving roses could be misleading , what right did Bradley have to misunderstand? Tossing his wife aside overseas for three years without any contact , and now pretending to care - laughable indeed ! Bradley pulled Giselle behind him , his gaze meeting directly with Rocco's . " Mr. Henderson , why discuss things that we both know ? You are well aware of how murky the entertainment realm is . You thrive in it ; How could you be oblivious ? My wife is naive and unseasoned . I do hope you could let her off . " " Bradley , we're divorced already . Do I need your approval to accept a bunch of flowers ? By what right are you controlling me ? " Giselle fiercely threw off his hand . Perhaps it was the term ' divorce ' that provoked Bradley . His grasp suddenly slackened , allowing her to easily break free . Her fair wrist was circled with a noticeable red mark , and she frowned as she rubbed it , walking straight towards Rocco with a tight expression . " It's red ? " Rocco's heart ached at the sight . Once they found Winnie , everyone handled her with utmost care , fearing she might get hurt . Yet , Bradley made her hand red . How bad would it be if Bradley were to lay a hand on her ? " Does it hurt ? Should I get you some medicine ? " It wasn't particularly painful , but at this moment , all Giselle wanted was to get as far away from Bradley as possible . Without even dwelling on it , she nodded ; her expression was full of pitiful grievance . Initially , Bradley felt a degree of guilt regarding the red mark . But one look up , he saw those two cozily together , which was far more grating than the sight of the injury . " Giselle , we've merely signed the divorce agreement . Until the procedures have been finalized , you are still my wife , " he noted . At that , Giselle hesitated , her footsteps faltering . She slowly looked up , and a mocking smile appeared on her face . " Wife ? Mr. Ferrell , you're admitting that I'm your wife now , don't you find that laughable ? Furthermore , even if the formalities aren't complete and we're still technically husband and wife , since you can take care of Sarah while we're going through a divorce , then why can't I enjoy my single state in advance ? " " Single ? " Bradley repeated it slowly , his dark eyes fixed tightly on Giselle , feeling a suffocating sense of frustration in his chest . He directed his anger towards Rocco , " So , this is your taste for a second love ? " Hearing this , Rocco grew agitated , " What exactly are you trying to say , Mr. Ferrell ? The person Gigi chose for her second love is much better than her first . " Bradley cast a cold glance at him , " Gigi ? " Rocco responded confidently , " Yes ! " " Enough ! " Giselle interrupted the two who were arguing like primary school children , and the dispute ceased at her words . She raised her gaze , looking quite calmly at Bradley . " If you have time to lecture me here , why not take some time to complete the formalities ? I acknowledge that I judge people poorly , but it's not your business , you have no right to interfere . " Bradley , still simmering with anger , immediately fired back , " I don't have the right ? As long as I don't proceed with the procedures , you are my wife for that duration . Now tell me , do I have the right or not ? " Giselle , her red lips curling slightly , suddenly leaned in closer . " So , Mr. Ferrell , are you not going to marry Sarah anymore ? 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