Attracted By My Ex-wife

They came to a high-end French restaurant. The lights were low and strategically placed. The floor incorporated a white and black checkered design; the walls were dark gray, covered in vintage art, and the tables were small and white. The chairs were made of wood and wicker, alternating between plain and black. The tables were made for couples to be closer to each other.

While looking at the loving couples in the restaurant, Anne felt that this was the most unlikely spot for her and Kevin to eat.

People who came here were usually the closest lovers, and the two of them did not fit that description at all.

"I think we'd better find another restaurant," Anne said. "This really isn't us." She looked at Kevin to gauge his reaction.

He frowned and looked at her unhappily, inexplicable anger shone in his black eyes.

"Why not? What's wrong with this place?"

Kevin knew what she was thinking, and that was why he was even less happy.

"Take a look around. See that couple? And that one? Everyone here is very much in love. Don't you think it's kind of ironic for us to grab a meal here?"

Anne couldn't accept the fact that she was having lunch with Kevin in a warm and romantic setting like this one.

"Not really. A man and his wife should be fine eating here." The more this woman wanted to escape, the more he wanted to stay here for lunch.

"You know our marriage is a sham, right? It's a contractual agreement. You're the one that keeps reminding me."

Her words were still calm. She felt a sense of relief when she thought of it. Their relationship would be over the moment the baby was born.

"Even if it is a contract, you're still my wife. I don't want to hear you bring that up again!"

Kevin reminded Anne coldly as he dragged her to a seat.

The two of them sat face to face, and their expressions were passionless. Anne looked away.

"Mr. Kevin, we haven't seen you in forever!" The manager of the restaurant came to greet Kevin as soon as he found his VIP.

Kevin's face softened. He looked at the restaurant manager and replied indifferently,

"I've been busy. And that gives me a healthy appetite."

"Right. You must be very busy since you have such a big company to manage. Who is your guest? You usually come here with Miss Cherry."

Although Kevin looked indifferent, the restaurant manager was quite enthusiastic.

When she heard Cherry's name, Anne frowned. A flash of disgust flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she felt a little bitter in her heart. So he'd been to this restaurant before—and he'd brought Cherry along.

the same time, Kevin's eyes turned cold when he heard the restaurant manager's

a bottle of Bordeaux red wine. I need some juice, too; my wife is

hadn't expected that this was Kevin's wife. He

moment." The manager tried cover up his embarrassment, but it was too awkward. He left a

the atmosphere was oppressive in the extreme. Anne's face

more annoyed

the food Kevin had ordered. Anne ate

of words? That's not like you." Kevin frowned and

the steak calmly without

lot to talk about! Anne, do you really hate

so soon. She was unmoved by his grand gestures. Maybe she was trying

too narcissistic. The reason why she was so cold to him

going to listen

said, Kevin would not believe

you get like this, when

it! He used to hope that she'd keep her distance. And then when that

Kevin. After I give birth

some doing, but she pushed him out of her heart. And here he was worming his

at Anne sullenly. His anger was building, and he

to distance herself from

get your wish!" After saying that, Kevin

Anne breathed a sigh of relief and felt

plate quietly and then walked

she sighed helplessly. It was so hot and she

had taken two steps, Kevin's car

surprise. She thought he had left a long time ago, but she

had been alone in the restaurant for at least ten minutes, which meant he had been

some part of her heart started to

Do you want a tan?" Kevin said in a cold tone, sounding very unhappy, as if he were still angry about what

shade. Plus she was pregnant. Even

he was worried about the baby. If she weren't pregnant, he would

started the

a word the whole way back, as if she had completely irritated him. The situation was depressing but Anne was

office, Kevin parked his car and walked

so she didn't know there was anything wrong. She watched him enter the office building, then she

behind her. She looked at her curiously, excitement in her lovely

go? Are you closer with the president?" She was more curious about the relationship between Anne and Kevin than

Anne glared at her.