Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Chapter 1839 

Jim furrowed his brows as he glanced at Charlotte. “Haven’t you always hated mutton?” 

He remembered as clear as day that this was why Number-9 and Number-12 became close friends. Number-9 hated mutton, but unfortunately for her, the orphanage served it for their meals quite often, which was why she became friends with Number-12, who loved mutton and was willing to give out her vegetables and bread in exchange for mutton. 

At that time, Jim had puzzled over this and even asked Number-9 why she was willing to give out her meat in exchange for vegetables and bread. It was clear to anyone that this was not a fair trade at all. 

However, at that time, she had told him with a smile that since she did not need it, she was willing to sacrifice herself and give it to someone else who needed it more than her. 

As soon as he grew up, he returned to the same orphanage to bring this girl home, but… 

Why did Charlotte suddenly grow to love the food she used to hate, whereas Roanne was the opposite? 

“People’s tastes change.” Charlotte lowered her head and sighed as she started eating. “Six years ago, both Roanne and I were tricked by Heather and locked in a warehouse where she set fire to both of us. 

managed to survive it…both our tastes and habits have changed as a result of

in a choking voice, “I don’t want to recall

I nor Roanne would even dare to return to Merchant

still alive, we know that we’d fall prey to her

thought that…Aunty Rosalyn would give Heather the keys to her

hadn’t used the drugs in the warehouse on you and caused you to lose

go. He picked up another piece of mutton and placed it on her plate. “I pity the suffering you’ve had to go through all these years. Since you love it now, you

and nodded. Then, she bit her lip and asked, “Jim…can you forgive me for what

with her tearful, earnest gaze. “The reason I followed you this afternoon

lost memories and spread false rumors about m e..and make you think I had been with someone else during our six

my mistakes, and it was indeed my fault; I shouldn’t have mistrusted you at

use your lost memories against you, I’m sure you would’ve been able to figure it out