Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife

The man stood close to her, giving her an indistinct smile. His voice made her feel both relieved and distressed. She realized that she was so astonished to see him that she said his name unconsciously. An intelligent man like him would notice that she was hiding something.

But…

So what?

She had a different face now. What could he possibly do to her if she kept hiding it?

Margery pinched her finger, calmed herself down, and smiled at him, "You are humourous, Mr. Barrett. Do you mean I have an average face? You jumping out suddenly in the late-night really terrifies me. Of course, I fail to call you respectfully in such a case."

She was having a bright smile, but behind the smile, she was suffering from turmoil. Her watery eyes revealed her displeasure.

Golden knew she was worried about her son, Ethan.

He and she had met each other for the first time in a hospital somewhere in the warm south.

She and Melvin were standing close to each other with two children, which were a boy and a girl.

He heard that the boy called Melvin dad.

She was the wife of Melvin and gave birth to his children, whose last name was Byrne. Now the kid was gone, no wonder why she would telling Melvin tearfully on the phone.

But why would she call his old number for finding her kid?

Golden was unpleasant, grabbed her thin arm, and dragged her close to him, "Why do you call my number if we aren't familiar with each other?"

"I haven't called you! Let me go, I don't have time mess with you!"

Margery was frantic about spending so much time but found nothing about Ethan. She wanted to get rid of him immediately but Golden didn't loosen his hand. Desperately, she gave Golden a slap.

Hoo!

while her wrist was held

her hands under control, Margery raised her head and stared at him angrily,

with 139 and ended with 3366, called me. Is that your

"Yes… It's mine."

Mr. Barrett, I called the wrong number. Your number is so similar to Melvin's. I

but

that her hands were free, she selected Melvin's number quickly

knew he couldn't get more from her, so he left her alone. He moved the searchlight in his hand,

"To where?"

"To find your child."

"In this way?"

but still decided to follow him. Although,

wandering around the forest so long but found no sign of

minutes ago. How could he know where

Or do

around and saw she was walking slowly. She might be exhausted, stumbling, and staggering, but still staying several meters away from him. He made a dissatisfied look and reached out his strong hand to hold her thin wrist, dragging her to his side and supporting her waist with his hand, "Since I'm

a calm and reliable manner,

his support on the waist, she

matter how much she hated him, she

similar appearance of

"I follow you, Mr. Barrett, if this

voice attracted him deeply. When he felt the softy of her waist,

that made him lose

felt just the same as the time at night, in the toilet of the private box, when she touched him with her delicate hands to make him