Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Chapter 2013 

Bonnie’s memories of her stay at the orphanage

surged into her mind.

Number-12 was none other than Charlotte!

Bonnie had seen photos of Charlotte before she suffered her burns before, and at this moment, she was certain that Charlotte and Number-12 were the

same people!

Charlotte was the tiny, timid little girl who followed her everywhere and with whom she shared her food, and she had even constantly called Bonnie

her big sister!

Because of that, before Bonnie left the orphan age, she had given Charlotte all the red clothes she liked and even warned the rest of the children not to bully Charlotte. She had told them that from that day onward, Number-12 was the new Number-9, and no one was allowed to take advantage of her.

It did not matter that she was adopted. If anyone were to bully Number-12, she would return to the

orphanage to whip their asses!

At that time, Bonnie truly thought of Charlotte as

her friend, but

returned to the orphanage for her, Charlotte had

and stolen her identity!

of this, Bonnie felt

staring at him but not saying anything, Jim furrowed his brows and shot her a stern look, frostily snapping, “Who allowed you

my permission?”

had been clear with her the night before; she was to stay in the tiny house in the yard and he in the main building so that their paths

cross!

she barged into the main building without his permission, but she even eavesdropped on his

was she trying

that she had somehow won the battle just because Charlotte was

cocky?

just that night before, he had

a past

no limits, and

get

lip and was about to answer his question when

room.

he spread out his arms to shield Bonnie from Jim’s view. “No one has stayed at the house for more than a year now, and there’s not even

had just come over to get a

some water for Shelly’s

lip nervously and snapped, “Mr. Jim, it’s one thing for you to ignore your own daughter’s needs, but another thing entirely to snap at my Mommy like that! Who do you think

are?”

gaze and his