Attracted By My Ex-wife

"You don't have to be so polite with me." Sam gazed earnestly towards Anne, the corner of his eyes crinkling.

"I'm just being grateful. You're amongst the very few who care about me." Besides Emily, there wasn't anyone else that worried about her like this.

"I will always care for you..." Sam’s heart ached when he noticed how surprised she looked at his response.

He was aware of the mistreatment she had to face, being in the Fu Family. He felt sorry for her since there was nothing he could do to help her.

"Okay..."

She had been pretending to be strong her whole life, but hearing Sam’s words made her eyes sting.

She was not unfamiliar to the cold and condescending treatment she had to face on the daily. Despite that she had to face those situations calmly, a word of concern from her friend almost made her tear up.

"Anne, It doesn't matter what others think. I will always believe that you are a kind person." She was instantly in a better mood, which only made Sam pity her even more.

Anne had to face so much suffering every day. It made him want to bear some of the pain for her.

"Thank you…" Anne trailed off, unsure of how to respond. "It’s getting late, you should head back. I’ll go to sleep as well since I feel tired."

She was trying her best to hold back her tears as she rigidly stood in one place, not wanting to give away her weakness.

"Okay. Go to bed early. Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Then Sam headed back, leaving with the medical kit. Anne watched him walk away, holding her breath.

The moment he was gone, she felt the tough exterior collapse. She kept wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, but her tears would not stop.

After a long and torturous day, she fell asleep quickly. Her face was still flushed as she snuggled into her blanket.

With eyelashes glistening, an aggrieved expression was painted on her pale face, making her look delicate.

The next morning, Anne woke up with her eyes swollen from the previous night.

She stumbled out of bed, limping towards her dressing table. She let out a chuckle when she saw her puffy face in the mirror.

Contrary to the mess she was in, Anne had always thought of herself as strong.

As she staggered back to the bed, she stared down at her sprained ankle. Most of the swelling was gone. ‘He is indeed a good doctor!’ she thought to herself.

"Anne." A voice called out, as her bedroom door slowly opened.

Why are you here?" Anne was surprised to see her friend, a hint of joy

here to have a look. Are you

her eyes towards Anne's feet, her eyes growing in size as she noticed the

bad as it looks. I’m fine, it’s just a sprained ankle." The corners

be this careless!" Emily was now perched up on the edge of

had noticed the silent torment she was enduring on her own. Despite wanting to stand up for her friend,

don't worry. I’ll take good care of myself." Anne beamed at her friend, her heart growing soft at

heart, she had always viewed Emily as more of a sister than

Let me help you downstairs to eat something,"

stepped downstairs, Kevin and Cherry could be seen sitting at the table. Anne felt revolted at the sight

walked towards the dining table. She was in no mood to see

Does it still hurt?" When Anne showed

without sparing a glance,

frowned when he

I was going to send them up to your room since I wasn't

was putting on a fake persona, pretending to

bother, cousin. I can walk there myself." Anne gritted her teeth, shaking

she had to hide

at Kevin with a sullen

managed to tear up, making her

glad that Cherry is willing to help

being able to see

with disgust as he

child, he would have driven her out of his

used to his cruel words. She had heard

to Anne!

be on Anne’s side, but she kept giving Kevin

for someone like her! She can never appreciate a good

cast cold glances towards Anne, the

with wounds, Anne did not let her indifferent

if she had shown even an ounce of weakness, Kevin wouldn't feel sorry for her. Instead, he would accuse her of

the chopsticks and started eating quietly. Although the food was tasteless, she forced herself to swallow for her

blame me for Ruth's accident. If thinking that I pushed her

pitifully, as if she felt greatly

bear

speaking