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.

proceeded to remind her about a

check

I really have hallucinated this last

Gwendolyn’s matter is

her pocket. Upon ensuring that she had

forehead, Craig had forbade her from leaving the room. No matter what she said, the butler refused to

like that, Jennifer was locked

passed quickly when everyone

it was the day of

had his breakfast and left, 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 a cab and went to Harrick

reminded her, “Ms. Harris, you have to follow this script later on. Don’t worry. Even if she’s a princess, the Harris

she did

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

at Harrick Villa in haste, everyone

way to Harrick Villa. Left without a choice, she borrowed money from Nico to

master bedroom after Jennifer left. To his

widened, and he rushed over to his

he glanced at

“Where’s Gwenny?”

that. “Ms. Gwendolyn and the others have gone to the international court. Her Highness is suing her for

sobered up immediately. “The murder of a member of the

Her Highness’ adopted son,

away the blanket to get down from the bed. “You’re driving. We’re going to

we’ll be of any help even if we go now.” At the end of

stared at Nico as he swiftly recollected

go have

the court was

Gwendolyn’s car arrived, the reporters swarmed over and

you really kill

in jail before, he was an upstanding citizen. We even heard that you

please give us an