Attracted By My Ex-wife

Cherry and Andrew returned home early after work.

Cherry had been restless ever since Alan moved to her place. She feared that the man had come with a plan and might do something to harm her. However, Alan did nothing so far; he behaved as if he had forgotten the past -- as if he didn't remember that Cherry had killed his sister.

The man's calm frightened her even more.

Perhaps this was the calm before the storm.

At the dinner table, Cherry ate in silence -- with her eyes fixed on the food. Andrew picked some vegetables and put them in her bowl.

Cherry lifted her head and looked at Andrew. Pity was written all over his face. "You have been working hard lately. Look at your frail body -- you have lost a lot of weight."

Cherry swallowed and smiled awkwardly. Just as she was about to take another bite of food, Alan spoke. "Andrew, don't get me wrong. But some people lose weight not because they work hard, but because of the fear of their secrets being exposed."

Cherry's body stiffened; the blood on her face drained in an instant. She frowned at Alan.

The man flashed a smile and continued to eat as if he meant no harm.

Andrew cast a disgusted glance at Alan. Observing him for the past few days had revealed that Alan was a bug living in Cherry's house that constantly bothered her.

His sarcastic words and snide remarks irked Andrew as well.

Moreover, he could see that Cherry hated him too. However, something stopped her from offending him or asking him to leave.

Andrew didn't know what it was.

After dinner, Cherry washed the dishes herself.

Andrew walked in and decided to help her. Alan continued to watch TV in the living room, keeping the volume high.

The blaring sound reverberated across the entire villa.

Both Andrew and Cherry had a busy schedule. They preferred resting after dinner.

However, Alan lived an entirely different life. He was used to sleeping in the day and watching TV at night, and with a high volume.

Although the room was soundproof, the noise vibrated across the floors and walls.

Andrew looked at Cherry concernedly. "Alan has never tried to keep a low profile while living here. Sooner or later, the reporters will find out about it. I think it would difficult to explain everything to them then."

Cherry paused for a moment before nodding.

Alan didn't bother concealing his identity when he entered or left the house.

She knew that people would discover him soon.

Cherry looked up at the ceiling and sighed. She felt like she was a prisoner in her own house.

"Let it be. I have no choice but to endure it." It was true; she had to deal with the man. There was no point complaining about it. She could neither eat nor sleep well in the past few days. Cherry had thought of countless ways to get rid of Alan.

had no intention of moving out, and she couldn't find

waiting to explode. If her actions or moves infuriated him, he wouldn't

what he might do to her. However, she couldn't do anything but pray

that he can buy

this to him on the second day he moved

didn't want to mention it again and annoy him. He might lose his

neck. She was

stretched herself and walked toward her

feel sorry for her. "Don't you think that talking to Mr. Kevin would be a good idea? He and

asked Anne for help,

I can manage for a few more days. It is no big deal." She turned to look at Andrew. "Please be patient. Don't do anything to provoke Alan

straight to her room, leaving

his fingers through his hair, sighing in defeat. The problem wasn't as simple

Alan knew about Cherry that made her listen to his every

as the noise from the TV grew louder. Annoyed, he

fidgeting with his phone without watching

grew frustrated and turned it off.

attention. He looked up and saw Andrew glaring at him.

the TV!"

vigilant eyes infuriated Alan. He felt disgusted to be under his watchful gaze at all

annoying

talked to Cherry at all times.

was the emperor of the house while he and Cherry were

man's arrogance bothered

everything and sought shelter at Cherry's house. He used the woman's money and was dependent on her

man didn't realize where he stood.

was bossing around instead of returning the favor.

Andrew's veins. "Alan, Kristine is a kindhearted woman. You are friends. She is helping you because you are in trouble. But you shouldn't forget that she is a woman. It is not appropriate for you to

put down his phone and looked at Andrew. He knew what his words meant.

here to drive him

deepened. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at him. "Did Kristine ask you to talk to me, or is this

"As Kristine's boyfriend, I have the right

you think highly of yourself. Who the fuck do you think you are? Let me get this straight. You can never make a

you if I ask

the nasty side of me. There is no point

up and examined Alan from head to toe. The man was sitting crossed-legged, looking like a rogue. A wicked smile stretched across his lips; his eyes glinted with

dangerous. However, something seemed different

shorter than Andrew; his body

deceived the anger on

knew that he was stronger than Alan and

Kristine just because you know her secret?" Andrew growled. "A real man would be frank and

the smile on his face faded away. Andrew's every word

time to teach the man a lesson for disrespecting him. Otherwise, he wouldn't know who