Attracted By My Ex-wife

Cherry looked at Kevin, panicked as fear riddled her eyes.

"Kevin, I promise I won't say that again. Don't get mad,"

she stuttered, visibly flustered. She didn't want Kevin to continue what he was going to say.

She couldn't bear to hear him admit that he loved Anne. Once he said it out loud, there was no going back.

She was scared that he would say that he loved Anne and that he wanted her back.

"Cherry, I think I need to tell you something." Kevin looked at her dispassionately; not a trace of pity could be seen on his face.

In the past, he'd felt guilty when she looked at him like this. However, now that he knew that Anne was the woman he truly loved, the guilt had long disappeared.

"Kevin, let's eat first. The food's getting cold."

As if she had guessed what he was going to say, she intercepted the conversation. Inwardly, she was utterly frightened.

"Cherry!" Kevin bellowed, frowning. He could tell she was deliberately changing the topic.

What his assistant had said earlier that day was what made him realize that he loved Anne. No matter what it took, he was going to find Anne and never let her go.

He would do everything in his power to win her back.

"Kevin, please stop. Did you even consider that what you're going to say could hurt me?"

Cherry pleaded, her eyes glistening with tears.

She was willing to wait as long as he forwent what he was about to say. She would patiently wait until he was ready to marry her.

"Kevin, I know you just don't want to get married so soon. It doesn't matter. I can wait until you're ready. I don't even care if we don't end up getting married at all as long as you love me with all your heart."

"I want to get Anne back," Kevin said indifferently, averting his gaze.

No one could change his mind. He knew he hurt Cherry but he could just make it up to her.

Her pupils flared, vehemently shocked. How could he say that so easily? What was she to him now?

Wasn't she the woman he loved the most? Why did everything happen so fast? How? Why did he fall in love with Anne? What did Anne have that she didn't?

"Kevin, stop joking with me. It isn't April Fool's day. I don't like this joke, okay? Stop it."

streamed down her face as she gazed at Kevin. The hurt in her eyes

won't be unfair to you. You can get whatever you want as compensation." Kevin lowered his head as he eyed her,

anything wrong but that didn't mean that he still loved her. He wanted to break up with her. Any woman would

don't want anything. I just want you. You're my entire world. I

because of his wealth and

I've decided something, I won't change my mind." With that, he stood up and walked

hatred welled up in her heart. This was all Anne's fault.

get away with this!" Fuming,

to his bedroom, Kevin called his

assistant answered his phone in

can I do

where Anne

were clear, the first

Mr. Kevin. I'll get on it,"

couldn't help but grin. He was excited at the

could see her

the door, eavesdropping. When she heard the call

her and he was already looking for Anne.

If Anne came back, Kevin would entirely consign her to oblivion, even more than he

two days, Kevin already received news about Anne. Thrilled as he was, he wanted to leave for America already so he could get her

the roof of the Fu Group.

he almost didn't

better be about something important or

see Anne

Miss Cherry..." the butler

"What's wrong with her?"

could tell from the butler's tone that something must have happened to

need to come home. Miss Cherry said that you were the one she wanted to see," the butler

a distance. He paused for a moment, deep in thought before deciding to postpone his trip to

at the villa, the butler immediately greeted him at the

Miss Cherry. She insisted on seeing you. I had no choice." The butler looked embarrassed, sweat dripping from

Kevin asked, mildly irritated as

going to America to find Miss Anne today

terrified. If he hadn't stopped her in time,

of these words, Kevin's face darkened as coldness

his pace as he made his way to Cherry's room. When he entered her room, she was lying on the bed, looking weak and frail as the color drained out