Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife

Margery was with Ethan the whole night, and now she was wiping for him. Ethan was so painful that he was in a cold sweat.

When the day broke, he stopped trembling and drifted off to sleep.

Margery bent down and touched his splinted right leg. It seemed less swollen than yesterday. She felt relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a sleepless night, she was worn out.

However, knowing that her son's breathing had returned to a steady state, and his bruised face was slowly ruddy, she felt it was worth it.

The doctor told him to eat some light food, so Margery went to buy some light porridge for him, and then bought a new set of clothes for him.

But when she left, Ethan was left alone in the room, and she didn't feel easy.

Margery wanted to ask a nurse to look after him.

Before she left, she looked down at her son, gave him a gentle kiss on his swollen cheek, and walked out.

Opening the door of the ward, Margery caught a glimpse of a cold figure standing at the door and looked down at her. He was in black messy suit and trousers, but it did not affect his handsome and charming temperament at all. On the contrary, it added a bit more unruly and wanton air to him.

Margery was taken aback, but soon calmed down. She sneered with a cold face. "Mr. Barrett, what are you doing here in the early morning?"

He seemed to be here for a whole night!?

What was wrong with him?

Margery felt strange.

Mr. Barrett looked at her from head to toe. "Melvin didn't show up to the hospital all night to see the kid. Has he been doing this to you?" asked the man.

could detect a hint of anger

mad at Melvin not coming to see Ethan? What qualifications did he

Margery wanted to laugh.

looked up and smiled, "This is my family business, not yours! Mr. Barrett, you go too

Melvin 'Dad' in the hall of the hospital building where she had

a

never tried to

Margery who had loved him so crazily that she was even willing to die for him had died in the fierce fire, and would never come

put on a cold smile, and the coldness

Mr. Barrett will not come to me anymore, except for the treatment. I'm married,

that how you treat the man who found your

to get me hooked last night? I have no interest in you, but you actively flirt with

over her

moment he had held her limp

flirt with him, he would like

lips made Golden

from Margery's, but her lips made him

you are! Get

she couldn't get rid of him, which made her feel disgusting. Without thinking too much, she raised her hand and

was furious, using all

hand, high in the

so much that she

Why would I hit on you? Perhaps in your life there are a lot of women with ulterior motives. But I am not interested in you. Just because you're

you think I will be interested

stern face slowly and stared at her angry eyes. His face darkened, and he felt all kinds of complicated emotions flooded his mind. "You gave me

to