Attracted By My Ex-wife

"You don't have to be so polite with me." Sam gazed earnestly towards Anne, the corner of his eyes crinkling.

"I'm just being grateful. You're amongst the very few who care about me." Besides Emily, there wasn't anyone else that worried about her like this.

"I will always care for you..." Sam’s heart ached when he noticed how surprised she looked at his response.

He was aware of the mistreatment she had to face, being in the Fu Family. He felt sorry for her since there was nothing he could do to help her.

"Okay..."

She had been pretending to be strong her whole life, but hearing Sam’s words made her eyes sting.

She was not unfamiliar to the cold and condescending treatment she had to face on the daily. Despite that she had to face those situations calmly, a word of concern from her friend almost made her tear up.

"Anne, It doesn't matter what others think. I will always believe that you are a kind person." She was instantly in a better mood, which only made Sam pity her even more.

Anne had to face so much suffering every day. It made him want to bear some of the pain for her.

"Thank you…" Anne trailed off, unsure of how to respond. "It’s getting late, you should head back. I’ll go to sleep as well since I feel tired."

She was trying her best to hold back her tears as she rigidly stood in one place, not wanting to give away her weakness.

"Okay. Go to bed early. Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Then Sam headed back, leaving with the medical kit. Anne watched him walk away, holding her breath.

The moment he was gone, she felt the tough exterior collapse. She kept wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, but her tears would not stop.

After a long and torturous day, she fell asleep quickly. Her face was still flushed as she snuggled into her blanket.

With eyelashes glistening, an aggrieved expression was painted on her pale face, making her look delicate.

The next morning, Anne woke up with her eyes swollen from the previous night.

She stumbled out of bed, limping towards her dressing table. She let out a chuckle when she saw her puffy face in the mirror.

Contrary to the mess she was in, Anne had always thought of herself as strong.

As she staggered back to the bed, she stared down at her sprained ankle. Most of the swelling was gone. ‘He is indeed a good doctor!’ she thought to herself.

"Anne." A voice called out, as her bedroom door slowly opened.

are you here?" Anne was surprised to see her friend, a hint of

foot! I came here to have a look. Are you okay? Does it

her eyes growing in size as she noticed the reddened

looks. I’m fine, it’s just a sprained ankle." The corners of her

afford to be this careless!" Emily was now perched up on the edge of her bed, chattering

on her own. Despite wanting to stand up for her friend, she realized she didn't have the power. She could only watch

beamed at her friend, her

always viewed Emily as more

yet? Let me help you downstairs to eat something," Emily asked as she held Anne carefully, leading

Cherry could be seen sitting at the table. Anne felt revolted at the sight

face, she walked towards the dining table. She was in no mood to see the two of them,

it still hurt?" When Anne showed up, Cherry

now, thank you," without sparing

frowned when he noticed Anne’s

asked for tonics to be served to you. I was going to send them up

was putting on a fake persona, pretending to

Anne gritted her

she had to hide her emotions in front of

drawled, glancing at Kevin with

tear up, making

is willing to help you. You don't

help but yell, not being

disgust as he

not carrying his child, he would have driven her out of his house

back. She was used to

say that to

she walked towards him. She seemed to be on Anne’s side, but she kept giving Kevin looks as if she was

do you care for someone like her! She can never

held Cherry in his arms to comfort her. As he cast cold glances towards Anne, the disgust in his eyes grew more

riddled with wounds, Anne

ounce of weakness, Kevin wouldn't feel sorry

the chopsticks and started eating quietly. Although the food was tasteless, she forced herself to

still blame me for Ruth's accident. If thinking that I pushed her will make you happy, then I don't

Anne pitifully, as if she

bear to see her suffer any

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