Attracted By My Ex-wife

"I don't have any money. I already gave you a lot. I thought last time would be the final time you asked. I'm not giving you any more,"

Cherry said angrily to the man on the other end of the phone.

She didn't have any feelings for her so-called father—other than hatred, that was.

Her "father" only threatened her and forced her to give him money.

"Fine. Turn me down. And then I'll expose who you really are, my lovely illegitimate daughter. What do you think Kevin will do when he finds out? Do you think he'll still want you?"

The man on the other end of the phone started fuming when Cherry refused to give him money. So, like he always did, he turned to threats.

"Why do you always try to scare me with this? Can't you just leave me alone?"

Cherry sat on the bed dejectedly. Her long hair was messy, and she looked quite embarrassed.

"Leave you alone? Why would I do that? You're such a cash cow. I need a meal ticket and you're it," he sneered.

Cherry wanted to kill him right now.

Thanks to him, she had been carefully hiding her identity. He was right. If Kevin found out she wasn't rich, but instead born out of wedlock, who knew what he might do?

"I really am strapped for cash. I gave you a cool million last time, didn't I? I'm not made of money!"

Every penny Kevin gave her went to her nominal father. What more did the man want? And how far was he willing to go to get it?

"I don't care. I need at least two million this time. If you don't give me the money, I'll tell Kevin everything."

The man on the other end of the phone didn't care about her at all. He only wanted money.

She wanted to say something more, but he had already hung up. Hearing the telltale "click," Cherry was so angry that she threw the phone at the wall.

The relationship between her and Kevin was tense enough. If her so-called father told Kevin her real identity, he might even dump her.

What should she do? What should she do!

How could she get two million?

By the time Kevin got back to the villa, it was dark, and he was exhausted. When he got to Cherry's room, he intended to simply walk past it. But then he thought of her sad eyes. His heart softened.

the door to her bedroom and walked in. There was only a small lamp, throwing

He never imagined he would fall in love with Anne, nor did he think he

for a while, watching her chest rise and fall, lost in thought.

She opened her eyes, and there was heartache in that

frowned slightly, and soon a feeling

are you still awake?" There was

her any longer, Cherry looked at him with sorrow, holding him tightly in her hands, as if she were afraid he would disappear in the

still very weak. Get as much sleep as you can, Cherry. Let's talk about it when you're

he didn't want to stick around at this late

you. I miss your voice. I really don't

bit back tears of grief. Her voice

her with concern and then

here till

voice. He had never spoken to her like that since

with me?" Cherry held his hand tightly and didn't want to let go. Her beautiful eyes were full of

about it when you're

had cut her wrist to commit suicide, Kevin still had a lingering fear. He might not want to date her, but he didn't want her dead, either. He

was the one who hurt

let's talk about it later. Can I

strong heartbeat, she knew this was where she belonged, and she would

to push her off, but when he thought

be here with you." Holding Cherry in his arms gently, Kevin looked at her indifferently, with a strange emotion

if Anne was doing well in

a long time, when Kevin saw that Cherry had fallen asleep in his arms, he gently laid her down, tucked her in and walked out of

eyes.

saw that Kevin was day-dreaming. She knew he

go on like this. If she couldn't be Kevin's woman, she couldn't

if Selma had come up with a decent plan. If it went on like

bedroom and

was very late where Kevin was, but not in America. It should be afternoon there.

on the other end said respectfully. "I think you know who

she these days?" He cut straight to the

she hasn't found anything yet," the person on the other end of the

to her,

a reply. He hung up after issuing that

there was no trace of