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.

her about a few

the dresser to check the mirror.

this last night because I

Gwendolyn’s matter is

the photo from her pocket. Upon ensuring

the room. No matter what she said, the butler refused to let

that, Jennifer was locked

when everyone was

the day

and left, Jennifer told the butler that she had recovered and had a magazine photoshoot to attend to and managed to get

Jared and reminded her, “Ms. Harris, you have to follow this script later

did not look at

to even return. Nico, on the other hand, had volunteered to stay back at Harrick Villa to

Jennifer arrived at Harrick Villa in haste, everyone had already departed

the last of her battery on her way to Harrick Villa. Left without a choice, she borrowed money from

after Jennifer

eyes widened, and he rushed over to his side. “Thank God! You’re finally awake,

lashes quivered, and he glanced

“Where’s Gwenny?”

heard that. “Ms. Gwendolyn and the others have gone to the international court. Her Highness is suing her for the murder of a member of

up immediately. “The murder

Highness’

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

arm. “The trial is about to start. I doubt we’ll be of any help even if we go now.” At the end

at Nico as he

have a

the court was

arrived, the reporters swarmed over

Harris, did you really

was an upstanding citizen. We even heard

please give us an