Attracted By My Ex-wife

Everything had been peaceful without any problems. While Kevin wasn't working, one thought seemed to inhabit his mind, which was Anne's reputation.

After mulling it over, Kevin finally came up with a solution. Only Cherry could help him solve the problem.

She had been the source of all the problems. Therefore, it was her responsibility to undo the mess she had created.

When Cherry received a call from Kevin, she was hesitant to pick up the call. Fear wracked her nerves, for she believed that he was going to expose her identity. However, Kevin's words left her baffled; the man had invited her for dinner.

However, Cherry's thoughts instantly wandered to Anne. If dining with him annoyed Anne, she wouldn't hesitate to send her back to jail.

The excitement bubbling in her heart died in an instant. She feigned a cough to hide her embarrassment before speaking. "I'd love to, but I'm busy. I have a lot of work to do, so I don't think I'd have the time to see you."

"Oh, really?" Kevin asked coldly. "I wanted to ask if you could do me a favor. If you are too busy with work, then I understand. But if I accidentally mention something about my ex-girlfriend in public, please don't blame me."

Although the man sounded polite, Cherry knew that he was threatening her. She quickly cleared her throat. "Okay, no problem. I will be there."

A smile crept onto Kevin's lips as he hung up the call.

Cherry slipped on a hat and a mask and arrived at the place they had planned to meet. She didn't dare to meet Kevin until she was sure that they weren't surrounded by reporters.

In the past, when Cherry was with Kevin, she prayed for the reporters to catch a glimpse of them. But it was the opposite now.

Kevin arched his brow in suspicion as he looked at Cherry's concealed face. He ignored her and ordered food.

Cherry was nervously shifting in her seat. She studied the man's face and finally mustered the courage to question him. "Kevin, what do you want from me?"

Kevin looked at her but didn't utter a word. Once the waiter served the dishes, he took a deep breath and spoke. "Cherry, you are partly responsible for tarnishing Anne's reputation."

Cherry's eyes widened; she wondered where this conversation was going.

"Anne is my wife. I don't want anyone to misinterpret her regardless of what she has done. I need you to help me with this."

Cherry breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't as bad as she had believed it to be. Compromising with Kevin was no big deal as long as her identity was not exposed.

"Look, I don't owe anything to anyone, and I don't ask for favors without giving anything in return. If you help me out, I will make you a superstar in the entertainment industry." The certainty in his voice revealed that he meant every word.

Cherry was stunned. She looked at Kevin, not knowing what to say.

Although the terms star and superstar sounded similar, the power and status that came along with the tags revealed how different they were.

Cherry was miles away from being a superstar and didn't have any quality to be one.

Superstars were talented. They had effortless grace and charisma and enjoyed a fat income. People worshipped them.

The prospect of a glorious future excited Cherry. Her heart was drumming in her chest. She looked at Kevin again. The AN Group owned an entertainment company and had contacts with all the powerful people in the industry.

Cherry had planned to sign a contract with Kevin's company in the beginning, but she was afraid that the man would find out her identity. Therefore, she collaborated with a different company.

Cherry helped Kevin, she would enjoy other benefits and

Cherry couldn't decline it.

bit her lips and studied the man's face to find out if this was a trap. His dark, impenetrable eyes stared back at her; he

knew Kevin very well. The man always

I will help you." Cherry nodded.

she was no fool

make a declaration that wouldn't affect her

had been busy the entire morning and was starving. He

She looked at him to see what he was going to

let out a weary sigh as she watched him walk out of the restaurant. But the excitement and joy of

a superstar. Cherry

Anne about his

was already distressed about her ruined reputation. She nodded without saying a word after hearing about

to have anything to do with Cherry. However, she couldn't say anything because Kevin had

while would finally change. That was the

be held soon for the people in the entertainment industry, and Cherry was nominated for the role of the best actress. He already got the inside news that she would be the

wearing the dress designed by Anne. The reporters would certainly question her about the outfit and the designer. That way, Cherry could advertise for Anne's company that was

reputation. However, Cherry could clarify the confusion and change their opinion of Anne. Kevin had also hired online paid supporters who would rave about Anne's work and write

seemed complicated, the plan was simple enough

Anne agreed to

to meet Cherry to design her outfit.

her, so Anne had to go to her

and took her measurements. "Don't worry. I won't let you

for she couldn't say anything. She had already hired a

be her little secret.

finding out Cherry's requirements, Anne

wedding ceremony and make a big fuss about it because they already had one when they first married.

unnecessary because as long as the couple

to see Rose and

far from

saw the children running around, playing with each other. She smiled in relief as Eddy was there

sitting under an umbrella, sipping on his red wine. He stood

She walked up to Kevin and saw Mark sitting on the other side of the table.

Rose?" she asked, scanning across the

the kitchen. She is

Mark

spoiled brat ever since she was a little girl; the servants did everything for her. The woman had never entered the kitchen before and didn't know how to

delicious. However, Rose's cooking wouldn't satiate her

wondered whether to take the risk of accepting the food or

was no means to escape since she was already here. Anne would have no

Kevin peered across

In comparison, the backyard of Mark's house looked like a jungle. No one had bothered to clean