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.

raised her eyes at him. Her heart was filled with joy

confused. "How

your

not just anyone, speaking so casually with him. She was a gorgeous

also deeply impressed by her character. No matter whose girlfriend she was going

hesitated, not

thought about doing this kind of thing,

She wondered if it was because he didn't like

her eyes stinging. "Why? Do you think your parents

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

pursed her lips and forced a small smile. Patting his shoulder, she assured him,

at the starry night sky, she sniffed

'Have I gone too far just now? She was just trying

"Emily?"

She turned her head away at his voice.

"What? What's up?"

down, she felt

Do you want to accompany me

step. She turned

eyes twinkled in the

did you just

come 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 a warm smile and spoke. "I've thought about it. You're the only one

admit it. She parted her lips,

I will

Sam. This night was destined

night was

villa by Kevin. She never dared to

was wary of her words. Earlier that day, Kevin had informed her that he wanted to accompany Anne. When she asked him to stay, his

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

servant had noticed her scowl, but still boldly asked her, "Miss Cherry, do you need a cup

say? It's almost midnight! Do you want me to gain

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

servants were aware of what kind of person she was. Although she pretended to be virtuous

never dared say these thoughts in front of Kevin or Selma. If they were not careful enough,

rang in her bag. She

Her tone grew impatient as she didn't

me, Cherry. I haven't seen you in a long time. Why do you sound so

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