Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

John hugged Anne longly before finally regaining his composure. He kissed her forehead and held her face in his hands tenderly. “Shall we go to bed together? I’ll make you a nice cup of warm milk if you can’t sleep.”

Anne nodded.

With that, John smiled and kissed her again before finally leaving the room.

The living room was dark, which meant Robyn had gone to sleep.

John switched on the lights, then walked into the kitchen to grab the milk carton and heated it in a cup.

He returned to the bedroom with Anne’s cup, only to find her staring out the window at the apartment building across from theirs.

At this moment, the entire building was ablaze with light and activity. Cars were parked outside the building with countless men dressed in black rushing into the building as though they were in search of someone.

furrowed his brows. “Is that

policemen, but if not, who else would they be? Why would they be

thought of this, John took

chat with the rest of

was happening in the building across from them, he was certain someone else would

tenants. By reading the first

was a kidnapped old man kept in the building. With the old man’s family having tracked him down, they were turning

building had been awarded 10000 dollars as

agent that possessed the keys to some of the vacant units right across. He blatantly asked the rest

damn well I’m up for that! Whoever’s giving out this money

of my salary combined! Why would