Attracted By My Ex-wife

Emily squinted her eyes at Sam. "Do you think she'll be happy if she gets to return to the company?"

"Why do you say that?"

Sam was surprised by how Emily had come to this conclusion. He raised his eyebrows as he stated, "She has so many things that weigh heavily on her mind, and that's why she has been pretty depressed."

"She must be." Emily nodded wistfully. Even though she could not solve the problem, she avowed, "I'll try my best to make her feel better."

"That's nice of you." Sam turned his gaze towards the dark sky, the soft moonlight hitting his face. "Would you like to go on a walk?" he asked in a low voice.

"Of course." With her eyes glistening, Emily bit down her sudden excitement. Slowly walking to his side, she spoke in a soft voice, "Where are we going?"

"Nowhere, just around."

There was a park located near the cafe. Emily seldom visited such places, and neither did Sam.

As they walked amongst the greenery, soaking in moonlight, a strong whiff of fragrance engulfed them. Emily couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! It smells so amazing. There must be many flowers here."

"Look over there!" Sam pointed towards a parterre as soon as he spotted it. As he noticed her childlike glee, his mouth stretched into a smile.

"It's so beautiful." Emily was entranced by the colorful flowers. Even at night, they were blooming proudly.

She bent over, inhaling the perfumed air as she closed her eyes.

Sam watched her from a distance, the smile never leaving his face. As he was about to say something, his phone buzzed in his pocket.

As he fished it out, the caller ID showed his mother’s name.

'Maybe she wants me to come home, Or she is trying to make me go on a blind date again,' he thought. A frown grew on his face as he thought deeply, deciding not to answer it.

Even after he put it back in his pocket, the phone kept ringing. Emily looked up at him in confusion. "Why aren’t you answering it?"

"It's fine. It's just my mother." Before hearing her reply, Sam started walking ahead.

Emily was not convinced. She followed beside him, prodding, "Shouldn’t you be answering your mother’s calls?"

Sam had always been a respectful person. This was not like him!

Stopping abruptly, he addressed her in a gentle tone, "She has been urging me to come back. It doesn't matter, I’ll talk to her later."

"Really?" Emily knotted her eyebrows, as she added, "Is it about dating again?"

Sam nodded uneasily, not meeting her eyes. Fortunately, Emily was not one to indulge in spreading gossip. He trusted her with his secrets, despite not wanting to talk about this with anyone.

Her heart was filled with joy at the opportunity of being helpful to him. She felt excited, her mind already brewing with

confused. "How can you help

to be your girlfriend and

anyone, speaking so casually with him. She was

matter whose

not liking

thanks." He had never even thought about doing this kind

look away. She wondered if it was because he didn't

Do you think your

It’s not that!" Ruining her mood was the last thing he had wanted to do. He just didn't want her reputation to be damaged because of faking his girlfriend. His lips drooped into a frown. He wanted to explain, but nothing came out of

forced a small smile. Patting his shoulder,

started walking forward, but she still felt very sad. Looking up at the starry night sky, she sniffed and tried to calm

was watching her walk away, feeling guilty. 'Have I gone too far just now? She was

"Emily?"

walked by her side. She turned her head away at his voice. She didn't want him to see

"What? What's up?"

to calm down, she felt her heartbeat get

the day after tomorrow? Do you want to accompany

frozen in her step. She turned her head, her eyebrows

wondered if she had heard him wrong. Her eyes twinkled in the dim light as she

did you just

home with me. You’re right. I have to find a way to stop my family from talking about my love life all the time." Sam gave

to admit it. She parted her lips, not believing

I will help

smiles, and continued to walk forward with Sam. This night was destined to be unusual,

course, the night was not over

villa by Kevin. She never dared to question him, so she

day, Kevin had informed her that he wanted to accompany Anne.

she hadn’t quickly given in to him, after noticing the stern look he was giving, he

the sofa. The servant had noticed her scowl, but still boldly asked her, "Miss Cherry, do

you just say? It's almost midnight! Do you

a glance. The servant dared not to say anything further and retreated. She was in a bad mood. Anyone who provoked her

virtuous in front of Selma and Kevin, they knew the overbearing

If they were

her bag.

grew impatient as she didn't care who

you in a long time.

end of the call. Cherry sat up straighter and checked the phone number, but she still had no