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.

need any help?" Emily raised her eyes at him. Her heart was filled with joy at the opportunity of

her, confused. "How can

to be your girlfriend and

anyone, speaking so casually with him. She was a gorgeous girl, belonging

matter whose girlfriend

hesitated, not liking her

doing this kind of

her look away. She wondered

"Why? Do you think your parents will be unhappy if

had wanted to do. He just didn't want her reputation to be damaged because

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

walking forward, but she still felt very sad. Looking up at the starry

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

"Emily?"

She turned her head away at his voice.

"What? What's up?"

she felt her heartbeat

tomorrow? Do you want to accompany

Emily frozen in her step. She turned her

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

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 a warm smile and spoke. "I've

She

I will help

chuckled, her tears turning into smiles, and continued to walk forward with Sam. This night was destined to be unusual, but who

the night was

dejected, being sent back to the villa by Kevin. She never dared

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

in to him, after noticing the stern look he was giving, he

in the villa, Cherry lay on the sofa. The servant had noticed her scowl, but still boldly asked her, "Miss Cherry, do you need a cup of

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

spat, not even bothering to spare a glance. The servant dared not to say anything further and retreated. She was

was. Although she pretended to be virtuous in front of Selma

Selma. If they were not

in her bag. She

it?" Her tone grew impatient as she didn't care

Cherry. I haven't seen you in a

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