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.

you here?" Anne was surprised to see her friend, a hint

hurt your foot! I came here to have a look.

her eyes growing in size as

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

afford to be this careless!" Emily was now

her own. Despite wanting to stand up for her friend, she realized she didn't have the power.

care of myself." Anne beamed at her friend, her heart growing soft at her

she had always viewed Emily as

breakfast yet? Let me help you downstairs to eat something," Emily asked

be seen sitting at the table. Anne felt revolted at the

mood to see the two

Why are you downstairs? Does your foot feel better? Does it still hurt?" When Anne showed up, Cherry was quick to come over as if

now, thank you," without sparing a glance, she harshly

frowned when he noticed

to you. I was going to send them up to your room since

a fake persona, pretending to care for Anne, but she was rejected

cousin. I can walk there myself." Anne gritted her teeth, shaking off Cherry’s hold on her

but she had to hide her emotions in

glancing at Kevin with a

managed to tear up,

what's wrong with you? You should be glad that Cherry is willing to help you.

yell, not being

with disgust

his child, he would have driven her out

Kevin back. She was used to

don’t say that to Anne!

as she walked towards him. She seemed to be on Anne’s

care for someone like her! She can never appreciate

cast cold glances towards Anne, the

with wounds, Anne did not let her

she had shown even an ounce of weakness, Kevin

started eating quietly. Although the food

accident. If thinking that I pushed her will make you happy,

pitifully, as

on the other hand, could not bear

her, speaking in an