Attracted By My Ex-wife

The coffee shop was shrouded by the starless night sky. The lights glowed an aura of brilliance around the cafe, and the lively plants waved with their dusky emerald green leaves.

"Are you saying that I should agree with Selma's proposal?" Rose’s expression was seemingly off as if her parents said something horrible. Instead of being the obedient girl that she was, her face was steaming like a hot potato.

Looking at his daughter, Liam heaved a sigh. In everyone's eyes, Rose was a compliant girl, but they had no idea that under her tender personality, a firestorm of fierceness prowled. Rose worshipped true love like a miracle, but pure hate made her abandon all the goodness in her.

"Dad, how can you allow this?" Seeing that neither of her parents intended to speak a word, she pushed her chair backward, stood up, and growled at them.

"Rose, calm down. Don't get too pumped up. That’s not what we mean. We can't sell our daughter, how could we? We just think that Kevin owes you his life, and this could be the easiest way for us to get his signature on the contract," said Liam.

"The contract will be signed in due time. Dad, don't you believe in my ability?" Rose raised the question of her doubts angrily.

"That's not my point. Of course, I believe in you, but some things are destined to happen. Kevin rejected our project because a similar beauty and physical therapy proposal was already submitted by the Feng Group. They have close relationship with Kevin, and we know we have little chance, but we still handed in our proposal just to try our luck," said Liam as his face darkened.

"I see…" The disappointment was painted all over Rose's face. She composed herself as she sat on her chair with a terrible look on her face.

"So, it's not because I can't do it. It's just that the case itself is trashed already. Dad, what should we do? There has to be another way," asked Rose as she raised her voice with conviction.

Looking at the disenchanted look in his daughter's eyes, Liam suspired, but before he could say anything, Valentina, who had been sitting quietly next to him, interrupted. She said, "Rose, it's trivial. There are thousands of money-spinning partnerships in the business circle, but we managed to win the most profitable one the moment you donated blood to Kevin. You should try your best to stay on the good side of Selma. If that happens, even if Kevin doesn't agree to the marriage, we will still get to be their associates, and ensure that we do our best to cooperate with a compromise."

Valentina was good at business. It was her trademark. She enunciated the high stakes of having a bridging friendship with Kevin and why they needed it as soon as possible. In this way, Rose, who had always been against the idea of having an intimate relationship with Kevin, would rethink her verdicts from top to bottom.

Rose was thinking of how to make friends with Kevin, but rather the puzzling facade of his melancholic expression on that day.

"Rose, are you angry with us?" Valentina asked cautiously.

"No, mother, I will listen to you and Dad. Even if I can't promise Selma, I will give my best shot to get along with Kevin. It will cost me some energy, but in the end, there’s nothing to lose in trying." After saying that, she flashed a reassuring smile that relieved the tension in the air.

Seeing that Rose was so considerate, Liam felt gratified and somewhat guilty.

"Thank you, my daughter." He patted Rose's shoulder, and the three of them left the place together.

It was about six o'clock in the evening,

and the East Mountain Villa was extraordinarily quiet. Faints of twinkling starlight crowded the heavens as the moonlight leisurely rose against the sinking sunset.

The wind blew a nibble colder which made Kevin frown.

her, and asked, "It is such a scene of desolation here, isn't

as a luxurious sight from the maid's quarters, but after staying with Kevin for a long time, she knew if the skies were bad or good. She said, "When Miss Anne roamed the villa, oftentimes I saw her look at the outdoors, and she doesn't seem to be as pleased as before

Kevin took another look and fathomed that it was indeed deserted. He saw Anne sit on the balcony. Her eyes were locked on the lemon tree

Mountain Villa was indeed comfortable like a constant warm hug. The temperature was strictly maintained at twenty-six Degrees Celsius. One could wear a long downy robe and still felt cozy, but the scenery in the open-air did disrupt

When he hated her, he would punish her to her demise, but once he fell in love with her,

How about we move to a villa that can control the temperature

the weather outdoors? She immediately shook

lips suddenly rose to a smile. Because of Anne, he seemed to think that building a better villa was a

thoughts. Kevin picked up the phone, and said, "Hello,

not the usual

back home. Can you come here tomorrow?" she

don't have the time, Mom. Eddy's health is needing the utmost

important, but deep down, Kevin just didn't want

in our family, born in this generation. Eddy is our treasure. But

there the day after tomorrow. You must convince the person involved to stay in touch. I'm sure it's not a difficult problem for you, right?"

birth to a baby with the same blood type as Eddy. She didn't intend to spoil the truth. She thought that she could use the misunderstanding to play a trick on him

woman, he would have no chance to reject the

you must come back

that Selma didn't ask for more, but he didn't want to overthink

eyes had been distracted by Anne. Out of the corner came Anne as she observed the lemon tree with a shy smile on her lips. Her

he had gone too far to the point that he failed to unearth the pure

last long. When Anne saw him looking at her intently, she gave him a fierce scowl, left the lemon tree, and stormed back

how to consider his chances. If he chased her now, she would

thought, he decided to go back to

tomorrow, and then he had to

beg to sink himself in his supple bed. So, he

were turned off. There were fewer quarrels, less sarcasm, and of course, it was all because the two of them had less chance to meet and

the blink of an eye, the warmth of the sun

huge bowl of red date porridge, steaming white fungus soup, crispy bread fried dough sticks, delicate

on the menus, then the food on the table would always be a

her delicate face and thought that

pretending to be apathetic, Kevin said these words recklessly as he kept

her at