Attracted By My Ex-wife

Chapter 49 Stand her up

"Anne, why don't you go to bed early? I need to head out as I have to deal with something."

Before Anne could even respond, Sam had already left. As she watched his receding figure, she couldn't help but feel sad.

In such a stormy night, she was left alone in the room, and only the baby inside her could keep her company.

When Sam arrived at the cafe, it had already closed. He looked around and couldn't see Emily anywhere.

Holding the umbrella in his hand, he stood under the rain.

After a while, he figured Emily wasn't stupid. She must've left already.

Meanwhile, Emily had just returned home. She had caught a cold from staying in the rain for too long. As a result, she had a fever.

She lay on the bed, her lips turning purple while her face was white as a sheet. Even though she was bundled up in a thick quilt, she still shivered.

Every now and then, Amy would come in and check on her.

The servant found the whole thing to be strange. Didn't she just come home from a date? Why did she come home with a fever?

Oddly enough, Emily hadn't said a word since she came back. She'd been staring at the ceiling with a blank look on her face the whole time.

She didn't budge until she heard her phone ringing.

"Mrs. Wang, who's calling?"

"Oh, it's Mr. Sam." Amy picked up the phone, looked at the caller ID before handing it to Emily.

She thought Emily would answer the call. Instead, Emily merely stared at the phone as it continued to ring. When it finally stopped, Emily said, "Next time this person calls, don't bother telling me."

"Okay." Amy had no idea what had happened but she merely nodded.

She guessed that something must have happened between Sam and Emily. They were good friends but if Emily didn't want to answer his call, something wrong must have gone down.

Emily closed her eyes and said weakly, "Mrs. Wang, you can leave now. I'll just lie down for a while."

"Okay, miss. Good night." Amy tucked in her quilt first before leaving.

She made sure to turn off the lights before closing the door behind her.

In the dark, Emily stared up at the ceiling as tears streamed down her face.

phone call. She wanted to ask him why he didn't show up but

was what it felt like

felt so

phone—his name was written on the screen, a missed

fear that someone would see, she decided against it. As she dwelled in her sadness, she began to consider if she was just

didn't care

about it, the more upset she felt. She couldn't sleep. At that moment, she couldn't help but think

already so late. She couldn't possibly disturb

were red and swollen while her voice was hoarse. The late hour didn't stop her from dialing Anne's number. Fortunately, it only took

"Emily?"

would still be up so late.

"Anne, were you asleep?"

she was reading.

Lips quivering, Emily explained, "Nothing, nothing. Why aren't you sleeping yet? It's so

be sleeping too?" 'I don't really feel like sleeping. Kevin hasn't returned yet,' Anne thought to herself. He must have gone

shifted to a more comfortable position. Hearing Anne's voice put her in

her mind which was why she was still up. The least Anne could do was

meet up with someone but that

chest.

liked yet

to talk to him in fear that

so, she still

something else to do." Anne could tell how upset Emily

do I do? I feel so worthless. I waited for him in the coffee shop for hours

spoke, she began

cried this hard before. This was also the first time that she had complained about something. She always thought that she was

Sam was her

a single word from him was enough to shatter her

Why else would he treat me

harder. Anne remained silent as she listened

for me. As long as he talks to me, I'd be very happy already. It's just so sad that

exhaled sharply, her pillow already damp with her tears. She didn't want

won't like him anymore starting tomorrow. I don't want to see

finally spoke up.

"I don't know. Maybe."

Emily nodded and added, "My heart still

you tell me that you

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