Attracted By My Ex-wife

In the Fu Family's house.

The mirror reflected a figure clad in a red robe. Selma held her phone and spoke.

"What? So there's nothing wrong with Anne?" she asked, her voice rising in unmistakable surprise.

She, however, quickly recovered from the initial shock. In only a short moment, she had sorted out her thoughts and continued, "That doesn't matter. Since things have come to this point, there is no way Anne can marry into our family again. We can just compensate her. It wouldn't be too hard. Things have just fallen into their rightful place."

"Make sure to keep it a secret. No one can know." With those final words, she ended the call. Things had been taken care of for now, but the silence that followed was unnerving.

The person on the other end of the call was Sam. He was her nephew, but she couldn't be sure where his loyalty was placed.

Selma gave out a heavy sigh and sat on the bed. She reached for the lamp and turned off the light. Tonight, she would sleep with these small anxieties echoing in the dark.

It was five o'clock in the morning when she woke.

Her mind still foggy with sleep, Selma strained to make out the sound of a low voice. The sun had barely risen, and it was a mystery why someone would be up in this hour.

She got up and crossed the room to her door. The moment she opened it, Rose was walking, taking hurried but quiet steps to the direction of the bathroom.

Selma's brows were furrowed as she followed her. The door of the bathroom was closed, but Selma was able to make out the sound of someone vomiting as she pressed her ear to the door and held the handle. She had already been concerned for Rose, and this only added to her growing worry.

The hand that was holding the door tightened loosened. She backed away quietly, her footsteps light as she left.

Two hours later, it was time for breakfast. Selma sat at the table and slowly chewed on a piece of bread, still lost in thought.

The sound of a chair scraping against the floor pulled her out of her musing. It was Rose, also sitting down for breakfast. "Good morning, mom," she greeted her.

Selma's eyes widened slightly as she took in Rose's form. "Why are your eyes so dark? You look like you didn't sleep," she said.

"I'm fine. I'm a little tired, but it’s nothing a bit of rest won't cure," Rose smiled sweetly as she answered.

"Don't wait to feel worse. If you're not feeling well, you should just go to the hospital. You should..."

Selma cut herself off abruptly. She was about to say how pregnant women should be taking good care of their health, but she caught herself in time. She had her suspicions, but it was not certain that Rose was pregnant.

"Okay," Rose relented, her eyes fixed on the table.

There was egg custard in front of her. It was Rose's favorite, but her face was scrunched up as if in disgust. Her face went pale and she turned away.

Selma was carefully watching her, not missing her discomfort and the pallor of her skin.

"Mom, I don't feel like eating. Sorry, I think I'll skip breakfast for now," Rose said, about to excuse herself from the table.

But Selma held her back. "Wait, Rose. Let's go to the hospital for a check up."

"No, I don't need it. Really, Mom, I'm fine. I'll just go to my room and rest. I'll be fine after, I'm sure," Rose refused continuously.

this, Selma let out a resigned breath. "You silly girl. You're pregnant. You don't even have any

already pale face blanched even

mean?" she asked

heard me right the first time. You are pregnant, Rose, and I'm going to be a grandmother." She

Rose's expression shifted into awkwardness and

looked at her

hospital? I heard that Anne

finish her words,

can do that. There are plenty of good doctors elsewhere. We can go where

In the AN Group.

eyes turned toward the view outside. Densely packed buildings stood towering over the city, and the people below

Selma is here," his

looked at his superior's profile. A chiseled face, with deep eyes and distinct eyebrows the color of

to a narrow waist and further to long, graceful legs. One could liken him to an elegant panther as he stood and

acknowledging the man's

front of Selma. His eyes were aloof and cold, something that

not recognize him, and all the

you doing here? Shouldn't you be at

didn't come here to be all

seems as if you're forgetting that you have a family other than that woman, so I came to remind you," Selma answered just as

"What is it? Just say it. I have an important

is pregnant. You should at least be

when Selma drugged him. He

his head, but he maintained a

answered. For now, he had to go

the Fu

car grew closer and died down as the engine turned off. Inside the house, a woman in a white dress stood at the window of

Rose saw Kevin, her eyes widened in surprise and

finally back. I didn't think you'd

threw herself into Kevin's arms. Kevin made no move to remove himself from her with her condition in mind.

stay with Kevin. I'll make some chicken soup for you," she said, then left the two

cook for you. Mom told me not to tire myself

her and said, "Rose,

before. A smile curved on her lips. But Kevin continued, "But I can't promise you anything. After you give birth to the baby,

froze. "What?" she asked. Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked at Kevin. "Did you really

as you please. It's

as

words had hurt her, but he said them with complete honesty. There was no way for them to leave unscathed. Anne or Rose. One of them would inevitable suffer from his choice, and he knew that the person he wanted to protect

and could do anything. But no one saw through the success. All

was this time that Selma came back. "Dinner is ready," she said

saw the tears

Rose started to answer, but was unable to keep up the calm

escaped her eyes and she