Wooing My Ex-Wife

Thank God the photo is still with me. I don’t think Craig realized I stole the photo.

“I was just curious. After all, Mother is upstairs, and I haven’t met her. That’s why I wanted to head upstairs.”

Craig sighed. “Forget it. I won’t punish you this time, but you’re not allowed to do this again. There are rules in our family, and now that you’re here, you need to obey them.”

“All right…”

Craig stood up and straightened his collar. “You must have had a scare last night. Get more rest. I’ll ask the servants to bring the food upstairs later.”

“Wait.” Jennifer grabbed his sleeve and looked up at him. “I think someone hit my head and tried to strangle me to death before I passed out last night. They even said that I shouldn’t be alive. Was that… Mother?”

Craig said back down and patted her shoulder.

In a softer voice, he said, “No. No one tried to strangle you to death either. You slipped and hit your head on the corner of the table. Maybe you were too startled last night and imagined it. Don’t overthink the matter, okay?”

“But—”

But it felt so real. I was sober last night, so how could I have imagined it?

“There isn’t any but. Mother didn’t even wake up when you passed out the night before. The maid only found you in the study this morning when she went there to clean up the place.”

Was that really what happened? Was that just a dream?

Jennifer was half-convinced. “Then when can I meet Mother?”

Craig froze for a second before a complicated look appeared in his amber eyes. “Mother has a cold, and she says she doesn’t want to pass it to you, so it might be a few days before that. At most, you’ll meet her during your party. I’m sure you’ll be able to see our kind and beautiful mother then.”

“She has a cold? I can take care of her. I’m healthier than most girls, and I won’t catch it.”

“But you’re hurt, and your immune system is at its lowest right now.” Craig narrowed his eyes before sternly reminding her, “You need to listen to others now that you’re back.”

Feeling deflated, Jennifer nodded quietly.

remind her about a

clambered down the bed and walked over to the dresser to check the mirror. Other than

this last night

Gwendolyn’s matter

Upon ensuring that she had gotten the right photo, she put it back into

Craig had forbade her from leaving the room. No matter what she said, the butler refused to let her out, and he

was locked up for

when

it was the day of

Jennifer told the butler that she had recovered and had a magazine photoshoot to attend to and managed to get out of the house. She hailed

passed the script to her on behalf of Jared and reminded her, “Ms. Harris, you

did not look at

to the court as well, but Asher was too busy with his work to even return. Nico, on the other hand, had volunteered

in haste, everyone had already departed half an

her way to Harrick Villa.

after Jennifer left. To his surprise, Cedrick

widened, and he rushed over to

glanced

“Where’s Gwenny?”

Her Highness is suing her for the murder of a member

sobered up immediately. “The

Lund. Her Highness’

instantly pulled away the blanket to get down from the bed. “You’re driving.

glanced at his watch before grabbing Cedrick’s arm. “The trial is about to start. I doubt we’ll be of any help even if we go now.” At the end of that, Nico

Nico as he swiftly

have

of the court was

reporters swarmed over and shoved their microphones

you really kill

even heard that you were childhood friends with him, so why did

us an explanation. Ms.