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.

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

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

her eyes towards Anne's feet, her eyes growing

I’m fine, it’s just a sprained ankle." The corners of her mouth turned up when Anne saw the worried expression on Emily’s

Emily

was enduring on her own. Despite wanting to stand up for her friend, she realized she didn't have the power. She could only watch her friend suffer

Anne beamed at

always viewed Emily as

had breakfast yet? Let me help you downstairs to eat something," Emily asked as she held

Kevin and Cherry could be seen sitting at the table. Anne felt revolted at the

was in no mood to see the two of them, but she couldn't starve for the sake

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

much better now, thank you," without sparing a glance,

frowned when he noticed Anne’s

have asked for tonics to be served to you. I was going to send them up to your room since

to care for Anne, but she was rejected

there myself." Anne gritted

she had to

glancing at Kevin

managed to tear up, making her

You should be glad that Cherry is willing to help you.

being able to see his sweetheart

eyes were brimming with disgust as he

would have driven

used to his cruel words. She had

say that to Anne! It's my

her head disapprovingly, as she walked towards him. She seemed to be on Anne’s side, but she kept giving Kevin

you care for someone like her! She can never appreciate a good heart

comfort her. As he cast cold glances towards

was riddled with wounds, Anne did not let

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

eating quietly. Although the food was tasteless, she forced herself

If thinking that I pushed her will make you

Anne pitifully, as if she felt

bear to see her suffer

her, speaking in an affectionate