Attracted By My Ex-wife

Alan looked up, hatred in his eyes. "What? You have a problem with this commission?"

The man raised his head slightly. The brim of his hat rode a little higher, so Alan could see more of his face. What kind of face was it? The scars crisscrossing his dark face could only be described in terrible terms.

It startled him, and he involuntarily took a step back.

The expression on his face changed slightly. He plucked up his courage and continued, "Well, I'll give you fifty million after it's done."

"Mr. Alan, it's not about the money." Perhaps this man realized that his appearance had frightened Alan. He immediately lowered his head and his voice was full of foreboding. "Kevin is a powerful man. We wouldn't want to anger him."

Alan certainly understood their reason. He couldn't afford to offend Kevin, but he understood money was often a powerful motivator.

"How about eighty million?" Alan impatiently took out a check from his pocket and handed it to the man, "Here is fifty million. And another thirty million once your job is done."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alan. We can't take this contract. I think you need to find someone else." The man lowered the brim of his hat and returned the documents in his hand to Alan, preparing to leave.

As soon as he lifted his foot, Alan spoke again.

"I think the media might be very interested in what you've done in the past. You have to understand—I'm used to getting what I want."

A sinister smile appeared on Alan's face. Looking at the man's back, which was a little stiff, he continued, "You don't want your family to know that, do you?"

The man didn't expect that Alan would do this. He was stunned. He turned his back to Alan. "You're playing a dangerous game. What do you want?"

Normally, Alan would never threaten others like that, but he was determined to get justice. Anne really pissed him off.

"I want her gone, but it needs to look like an accident. A car accident."

It would be best if he could kill Anne. If he couldn't, she deserved to be disabled, to suffer the way Ruth did. As long as he could get justice for Ruth, Alan was willing to pay no matter how much money it took.

"A car accident?" The man's body trembled. "Do you want her dead?"

"At least disabled." Alan narrowed her eyes and said viciously, "I'll be satisfied if you arrange for a car to hit her and cripple her."

The man lowered his head and kept silent for a long time.

"Well? I need at least a nod, and the fifty million is yours."

Alan approached the man and he seemed to move his head hesitantly. He tucked the check into the assassin's pocket. "You've always been efficient. I'll wait for your report."

After saying that, Alan tidied up his clothes and left the rooftop.

It took the man a long time to raise his head and look in the direction Alan left. He took the check from his pocket, looked at the numbers on it, and finally made up his mind.

the Fu

was the familiar ceiling. Then he looked around and found that it

his head, trying to wake himself

in his own room than lying

clock on the bedside table. It was nine o'clock in the

"Are you awake?"

and put the prepared sober-up soup aside. Seeing that

"Feeling any better?"

his head, trying to remember what happened last

outside. "I

that, she pouted

the mood to care about Cherry's moods. He lifted the quilt and got

you lie down a

"Is Ruth awake?"

as Kevin opened his mouth, Cherry's face immediately

and said angrily,

you so angry?" Kevin

looked at Kevin, with tears in her eyes. "You were so drunk last night you didn't know who I was when you saw me. I took care of you the whole night.

She stayed with Kevin last night until he fell asleep. She was so tired—she was awake most of the

and early,

had changed a lot since Anne got pregnant. What annoyed her most was that

whole reason

of Anne, but she could not lose her temper at all. She could only

sorry." Kevin walked close to Cherry and took her hand. His angular face softened. "I haven't had a whole lot of time for you recently, but you took care of

as he finished speaking, he raised her hand and planted

Kevin's sweet demeanor,

a woman should do at this time. As soon as Kevin let go of her hand,

you love me as much as

makes you think

arms around Cherry's slender waist, but his mind was on Anne's expressionless face. He didn't know how the

Emily and Sam were there,

he didn't

you used

him away, only to find that Kevin's eyes were

slowly, "I know you're upset about what happened on

need to deal with.

Kevin let go of Cherry's hands, walked to the two-meter-high wardrobe, took out a set

and was about to go out. Cherry was naturally unhappy. She followed him and asked, "Where are

my clothes." While unbuttoning his shirt, Kevin stood with his back to