Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife

Margery only thought about how to teach Golden a lesson. She was completely unaware how beautiful she was when she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

She had black hair, pink face, and soft red lips. Her beautiful eyes were shining. She looked proud and attractive in the snow-white uniform.

She held the silver sharp drill in her hand, which didn't make people think she was rude, and made her more charming.

"You threw the needle and replaced it with a sharper drill. Don't you do harm to me?"

Golden stared at her. He suddenly raised his strong arms, held Margery's thin wrist, and pulled her closer to him. Then, he narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Why? Have I ever offended you? Or are you fighting for someone?"

Margery was grabbed by Golden and couldn't move. She was angry inside, but smiled more brightly on the surface, "Mr. Barrett, you must have done a lot of bad things to think that every doctor who treats you wants to do harm to you."

"No, only you gave me that feeling." The man looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "If you are trying to attract my attention, then congratulations, you did."

No! She didn't try to!

Margery was really angry with his action to call white black. She violently broke free from his hands, held back the blue veins on her temples, and sneered, "Mr. Barrett, you are handsome and rich. Unfortunately, you are impotent. I am not stupid. Why do I attract your attention? It's not good for me."

"If I were handsome and also strong, I wouldn't have appeared in such a small, shabby hospital." The man withdrew his palm and leisurely lit a cigarette, his eyes deep, "A friendly reminder, if you cannot cure me, this hospital, which is not worthy of its name, must disappear."

"You...!"

She licked her red lips, gritted her teeth, and said, "Mr. Barrett, didn't you read the terms and conditions when signing the contract? A course of treatment costs three million and will last for 10 days to half a month. This is the first day. Can you conclude that I can't cure it? Why don't we make a bet? If I

"OK."

off guard and almost choked on her

"Yes."

his lips, exhaled the smoke, and smiled lightly, "Money and apology are all not problems, as

that, he dropped his cigarette butt, got up from the test chair, and walked out. When he passed by Margery, he lowered his head slightly and whispered in her ear, "Dr. Byrne, I've seen the

teasing, which annoyed Margery and made her have mixed feelings. She subconsciously stepped back to avoid his warm breath and

the past, she was most eager to hear these gentle words

marriage for three years. Until she was desperate and her baby Andrew died an untimely death, she still

these words to her, a strange woman whom he had

known that this man was cruel and

have fallen in love with him, nor should she humbly expect him to have any response to her

man experience being hurt by his most beloved, could he be heartbroken and overwhelmed with

at the man who was waiting for her answer,

a satisfactory answer, Golden

the elevator, Margery was relieved and slid limply

the corners of her eyes when a small white hand suddenly reached over and wiped her tears with a small clean handkerchief. As he wiped her face, Ethan asked with a cool face, "Mommy, I just saw him walk out of

what are

appeared with a serious look, Margery slowly came back to her senses and quietly waited for him to

time. So I came to look for you." Ethan clenched his little fists and narrowed his eyes which were as beautiful as Golden's, "Mommy, why are