Wooing My Ex-Wife

Instead of entering the ancestral hall and confronting them directly, Gwendolyn remained standing outside the door and observing the situation.

As Asher had kept his head low, the dim lighting from the candles around him helped obscure the conflicted look in his eyes.

He then placed the pen down, rubbed his aching wrist, and asked without looking up, “Hate her? Why is that?”

“You’re her biological brother and have protected her for so long. No matter what wrong you’ve done, she still shouldn’t take her anger out on you, even though she’s the head of the family now. Have you really never thought of fighting back, Mr. Asher? To snatch back what is rightfully yours?”

Although she was from Ospea, she was able to speak Chanaean fluently after studying in Chanaea for four years.

Her voice was soft and pleasant on the ears, but Asher simply frowned at her in response as he tilted his head to meet her gaze.

Even so, Annie maintained a sweet and adorable smile on her face, as though she was merely making a friendly suggestion.

Gwendolyn continued to observe them from outside the door.

There was a conflicted look in Asher’s eyes as he stared at her beautiful face for a whole minute.

“Ms. Annie, this is the Harris family’s private affair. Since you are a guest that Gwendolyn invited over, you should know your place and behave like one.

Annie was stunned for a moment, but then she seemed to understand what he was implying. She persisted in trying to goad him into action. “I know an outsider like myself shouldn’t get involved, but I can’t bear to watch her abuse you like this. My boyfriend is a nobleman from Ospea, Mr. Asher. His name is Paul Hall, and Antea Group is one of the biggest companies in the world. We can help you!”

Infuriated, Asher shouted at her, “This is the Harris family’s ancestral hall, Annie! Please leave and never return!”

Displeased with his stubbornness, Annie leaned in close and whispered something into his car.

Asher clenched his fists after hearing what she said.

Amused with his reaction, Annie said with a sweet smile, “I shall wait for the day you regret it, Mr. Asher.”

up straight, tidied her dress, and shot him a few more

was about to leave the ancestral hall when Gwendolyn opened the door and said with a smile, “Since you’re here, why not stick around for a little while longer, Ms. Annie? Why are you leaving in such a hurry? It’s almost as

heard about Mr. Asher being forced to recite scriptures on his knees as punishment, so I

you came to see. So, what do you have to say about

being a little too harsh on Mr. Asher? I don’t know what he did to wrong you, but I think this punishment is rather excessive. I couldn’t bear to watch him suffer like this, so I suggested that he seek my help if he

to help him out? Everything in the Harris family belongs to me now. You’re but a temporary guest. I’m the

“Are you two friends, perhaps? Then again, you two have only just met, so you can’t possibly be friends. Maybe you

gaze and explained calmly. “It would be an honor for me to have you two as my siblings, Ms. Harris. For some reason, I felt an inexplicable sense of closeness even when I met Mr. Asher and you for the

let out a sigh and closed his eyes. He did not

I’m an only child, and

disliked Annie the

feel as though Annie was trying

but it’s not

a tone similar to an elder sister concerned for their younger sibling. “Try not to wander about throughout the next few days. If

see what she’s doing here. She’s trying to keep me within her sights

taking such good care of me, Ms. Harris. I will be sure to be extra careful! Anyway, I missed

much rest as

girls then had another brief exchange

was completely out of sight before locking the door to the ancestral hall from the inside. As a safety

to Asher at the coffee table and glared coldly at

to ask me, Kiddo?” Asher

I cut ties with you ever since I got pregnant, Mr. Asher? We are no longer siblings, so

swallowed hard in an attempt

you’re right. I had it coming. So, what did you stay behind to ask me about, Ms.

“It has been about eight to nine months

that and messed up the word he

ruined the entire page, he tore it off, crumpled it up, and tossed it aside without any

and proceeded to rewrite the contents of

don’t know where she is. It’s possible that she’s dead. Even if she were still alive,