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

he was gone, Jennifer clambered down the bed and walked over to the dresser to check the mirror. Other

I really have hallucinated this last night

Gwendolyn’s matter is more

her pocket. Upon ensuring that she had gotten the right

what she said, the butler refused to let her out, and he even confiscated her phone, wanting her to focus on

that, Jennifer was locked up

when everyone

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

passed the script to her on behalf of Jared and 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 not look

had gone to the court as well, but Asher was too busy with his work to even return. Nico,

arrived at Harrick Villa in

her way to Harrick Villa. Left without a

bedroom after Jennifer left. To his

eyes widened, and he rushed over to his

he glanced at Nico before

“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

“The murder of a member of the

Lund. Her Highness’

to get down from the bed. “You’re driving.

to start. I doubt we’ll be of any help even if we go now.” At the end of that, Nico stiffened and whispered solemnly, “Boss, I just received news that the person…

Nico as he swiftly recollected

have a

of the court was

reporters swarmed over and shoved their microphones in

you really kill

though Charles had been in jail before, he was an upstanding citizen. We even heard that

please give us an explanation. Ms.