Attracted By My Ex-wife

After she had been splashed by Kevin, Anne was now standing in front of Cherry with her clothes still dripping.

Kevin's presence loomed over her from behind. Wearing a neat shirt and a pair of casual pants, he had his arms folded in what looked like enjoyment for seeing her embarrassed.

"Why are you all wet?" Cherry's tone was a mixture of surprise and concern. "Quick, go and change your clothes."

The worry and nervousness in her voice made her look like a kind older sister taking care of her sibling.

But Anne knew that she was just pretending.

Cherry's eyes were telling a different story. They didn't care to hide the joy and victory she must have felt.

"I'm here to apologize to you. Then I'll go change my clothes." Although she could see through Cherry's hypocrisy and disguise, Anne kept her expression impassive. She didn't want to expose her.

No matter what she said, there were always people ready to believe in Cherry's deceptions.

"I said it wasn't your fault. Why are you apologizing?" Cherry moved her gaze to Kevin, a hint of false accusation in her voice. "You overreacted. It's really nothing to do with Anne. You worry too much about me. People get sick sometimes. How can it be Anne's fault?"

It seemed that she was blaming Kevin instead.

However, in Anne's eyes, this was just her way of showing affection.

All this time, she had been immune to their feelings being displayed openly. No matter how disgusting it was, it wasn't something she hadn't heard of before. She had seen way more repulsive performances.

What she was observing now couldn't affect her in any way.

"I shouldn't have let you wait for the driver in the rain and get wet. It's all my fault. Cherry..." She took an almost imperceptible breath, gathering all her strength. "Please, forgive me." As though someone had just punched her in her stomach, it pained her to utter those words.

She even felt the taste of blood making its way up her throat.

And Cherry seemed to be feeding off Anne's distress. "Please don't say that," she voiced, curling the corners of her mouth in a complacent smirk.

"How am I supposed to forgive you if you didn't do anything wrong? It's all…" In an attempt to show the sincerity of her concern, Cherry sat up and started to get out of bed to hold Anne's hand.

Growing indignant, Kevin rushed forward and pushed Cherry back on the bed. His words came hurried and slightly anxious. "You're still sick. Why would you get up?" With a glare in Anne's direction, he then added, "She deserves it."

Cherry stared at him with a reproachful expression, pretending to blame him.

Kevin knew better than to make her angry, so he quickly pressed his lips to hers.

While Cherry returned the kiss, a contented smile blossomed on her face.

slowly, Anne felt a cold breeze enveloping her body and penetrating through her

opened her mouth ready to speak, when Kevin broke in sulkily. "A family dinner will be held at the old

at Kevin

you who made her get sick." His voice was cold and emotionless. "If

resolving into angry fists. Access to the old house was only allowed to the people of the Fu Family and their respectable relatives. She was Kevin's wife, the granddaughter in law of the Fu Family. The thought that she could only enter the house if she took

as if her heart had been stabbed by a poisonous arrow, its venom slowly paralyzing her

of everything, she maintained her composure. "I'm leaving now, so… Cherry, have

air in here." Kevin's words were sharp and stinging like a thousand needles ready

him. She would have never imagined that such a handsome and noble man could be both a magnificent and a ruthless being able to hurt people in a way that even taking a single breath

didn't know such men existed, until

your life a living hell in

a human being too, just

hurried downstairs, her body swinging wildly. She

Seeing her like that, Emily got scared and

a few seconds and stood up. As she spoke, she

cold like an icicle. Let me help you get in the car," Emily

of Anne's face and her skin was growing gelid. She didn't look

hint of guilt

the seat of the car,

to make a difference. The only thing she could do to help

her a worried glance,

have to call him. Just prepare some clean clothes and buy me a cup of ginger tea. I'm supposed to

if she was tired, she still had

he was no more than a merciless and cold-blooded jerk

of a large French window, Kevin took in the scene, watching how Anne's wet clothes adhered to her body and how her hair seemed glued to her head.

figure wrapped in those soaked clothes made

exposed moved something inside of him, making his heart

call the driver and ask him to prepare clean clothes for her and turn on the heat in the car, when he remembered what she had done. He put down the phone he had just picked up, and his eyes turned cold again. The pity he had felt for her

than one thousandth of the harm caused by

looked away and

clothes and drinking a cup of steamy ginger tea, Anne was

first place and thanks to the advice of the doctor and dietitian of the Fu Family, she would need

in the same fabric and geometric pattern. Flashing a pair of

Anne wore high heels and walked with her head up, Emily was tempted to say behind her,

when she said this for the first time, the queen had dismissed her

a private club on the riverside. This club also adopted a membership system, which restricted the access to

style from the last century. Covering a large area flecked with many