Attracted By My Ex-wife

"Yes, I'll figure it out now."

Kevin's secretary sighed helplessly when he looked at his boss's irritated face. He already expected that his boss would screw this thing up because of his temper, so he had to help him.

Confusion was drawn all over Kevin's face as he sat on the sofa. No matter what it might took him, he must make Anne come back to him.

In Sam's house,

Anne and Sam were both sitting whilst looking at each other. When she noticed the bruises on his face, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Sam, I'm sorry for causing you this,"

Anne said in a very sincere tone. If it wasn't for protecting her, Sam wouldn't have been beaten up. After all, she was the main reason as to why he was involved in such kind of trouble.

"Don't apologize to me. We two don't have to be so polite to each other. You know how important you are in my heart. How can I just watch Kevin take you away?"

The guilt in Anne's alluring eyes made Sam feel sad. He had promised that he wouldn't let her be hurt again, and he was a man of his words.

Anne was captured by the gentle tone of Sam. The wound on his face made her feel worse. She never felt this guilty in her whole life.

"Sam, you really don't have to be so good to me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been injured. By doing so, I feel that I owe you a lot. You know that I can't give you what you want…"

Anne lowered her head slightly, hurting to admit the truth. There was a trace of anxiety in her eyes. Sam's kindness had just made her feel heavy in her heart, because she knew to herself that she couldn't reciprocate his love.

She couldn't give him what he wanted, yet he had always accepted his care. In her mind, she thought that she was not deserving of all his care and affection.

"You don't owe me anything. I chose to love you, and every single thing that I do for you comes from my heart. So, you don't have to feel guilty."

Sam was afraid of what Anne would say next, so he interrupted her at once.

He already knew what was on her mind, but he didn't want to hear it out loud. He just wanted to protect her. That was it. He couldn't hope for more, and he was happy to be with her at least as her friend.

Sam made Anne hold back what she was going to say. She wanted to tell him a lot of things, to clarify everything with him, but she didn't have the heart to say something that would hurt him again.

"I'll go take the first aid kit to treat your wound." Anne didn't want to continue the topic any longer, so she turned around and walked into the room.

Sam felt anxious as he stared at her back. He was really afraid to be refused by her over and over again.

As he averted his eyes, loneliness was written all over his face. He knew that Anne would never love him back the way he wanted her to feel, but he couldn't take his heart back.

of Sam. She took out

face of Anne. He suddenly felt his

ambiguous. Both of their expressions

and serious, but with a

to Anne just like now. She never cared for him like this. He couldn't help but feel amused as he stared at her

being punched was somehow worth it. If it could make her care about him more, he would rather be hurt

"Does it hurt?"

bruises on the corner of his mouth. She kept blaming herself for causing him those wounds and

on her face,

even answer, Anne already furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. When their eyes met, she felt a strange emotion in his eyes, and her mood instantly

She realized that she had been so close to him while treating his wound

expression on her face. He remembered how inappropriate

sorry. I

to explain for himself, because he couldn't find a proper

has been applied. I'll make

her room. The attitude of Sam made her a little flustered

still be unable to give him what he wanted, so it would be best

"Okay…"

on a second thought, he knew that she might have

Sam was staring at her earlier. She walked into the kitchen quickly and wondered if she should leave here. If she stayed

up on her. The idea of giving up just made him feel worse about himself. He couldn't let his feelings

the table. After fixing the bandage on his wound, he proceeded towards the dining area. It could be noticed how the dishes were cooked from the heart; it was so simple,

rose in his heart. He

the kitchen. You can eat some first. Your mouth is slightly wounded, so the dishes are all

a long time, she thought that he

she was worried that if she made the

"Thank you."

smiled gently at Anne, but because of the wounds on his face, he became a little conscious and

eat first. I'm

quickly and walked towards

haven't had breakfast yet. Let's have it together,"

because of that, he felt a little disappointed. He didn't want to maintain such situation, so he tried to stop

hungry. Eat first and I'll clean

to Sam. In fact, she was really a little hungry at that time, but because of too much embarrassment, she tried to hold it back and refused