Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Edward nodded, thinking to himself, it was luck he did not say anything bad.

Irene realized what Edward was worried about. She twitched her lips. "Edward, what are you afraid of?" She rolled her eyes and stuck out a finger. "Are you afraid that Mama might say something bad about your childhood in front of me?"

Edward walked over, held her outstretched finger, and gently placed it in his hand. Then he turned and put his arm around Irene's waist. "What can I do? I am not afraid of my mother's words, am I right, mamma?" Then he turned again and looked at Claudia with a serious and confident expression.

"Stop bickering. Your grandmother is waiting for us. Let's go and eat!" Claudia was very happy because her son was happy. She knew that Edward had rarely been loved by his parents since he was a child. Now that he had someone he liked and who liked him, she felt a little comforted.

In the dining room.

The four of them had a good time. Cameron had brought his illegitimate son Eric back into the Wilson family and even let him join the company, so Madeline was mad to him and had not let Cameron come to her house. Besides, Claudia was here. They were going to be embarrassed to see each other.

After dinner, they cahtted in the living room. Irene drank some fruit wine which was not too strong. Since she didn't drink often, she still felt dizzy and leaned on Edward like docile a cat.

Madeline and Claudia were both smart people. Madeline spoke first, "Irene is already asleep. Why don't you sleep here today?"

Edward touched Irene's babyish cheek. "I'd better go back home, I can not sleep well on a new bed!" he said to Madeline and Claudia, but his eyes still glared at Irene gentlely.

Madeline and Claudia had never seen such a gentle look. Of course, they know it was not Edward who recognize the bed. At a guess, Irene was the one who recognized the bed. He was afraid she would not be able to sleep on an unfamiliar bed.

Madeline took a deep breath, thinking that she could finally be reassured. Seeing thid couple loved each other deeply, she was relieved. "Alright, then, I won't stop you here. Drive safe. By the way, take these grapes with you. Irene likes sour grapes."

Edward nodded, and then gently picked up Irene in his arms and drove home.

The Jones family.

Beth knocked on the door to Tristan's room and stormed in angrily. "Tristan, what's going on here? Why are the people you hired so unreliable? I heard they were arrested?"

Tristan had just finished showering and was wearing a bathrobe. He wiped his hair as well as talked on the phone. When he saw it was Beth, he hung up the phone and said, "I was out of luck. When that b*tch Irene was being taken to the hotel, her schoolmate popped up suddenly."

Hearing this, Beth was mad. "You asked that person to take her to a hotel? What did you think? Just find a random place and handle the sl*t, Why did you go to a hotel..."

"She was lucky this time. Next time, I'll definitely teach her a lesson." Tristan's eyes were filled with fierceness and hatred. Because of Edward, his business had been messed up and his father didn't liked him any more.

"No matter what, this time, you must "treat" her well." She could no longer bear the hatred. She didn't want to see her loved one to be with Irene.

Beth opened the door and saw Sofia walking back and forth at the stairs timidly.

Seeing Beth come out, she walked over and said, "Er... Beth."

Disgusted, Beth said contemptuously, "What?" She was in no mood to talk to this woman now. Besides, her tone became worse when she heard that the plan had failed.

"Has anything happened to Irene? Did you do it?" Sofia was not stupid, she knew that the thing had happened that day was not simple. She knew that Beth wouldn't had let her daughter leave easily that day. That was not Beth's usual style.

"Humph-" Beth snorted, "What do you mean? Aunt Sofia, you saw that I did not do anything to her before she had left." After, Beth turned on her high heels, entered her room and shut the door strongly.

Sofia was shocked by the sound, murmured, "It's good that it's not you. It's good that it's not you."

Irene was awakened by the ringing of the telephone. When she opened her eyes, she had already returned to her bedroom. She had a slight headache, probably from the drinking. She got up slowly, picked up the phone without paying attention to the name. "Hello?"

" Irene..." It was Sofia's call.

Irene sobered up a little and recalled what had happened that day. "What do you want?" she asked indifferently. She had never expected that her mother dared to call her.

After a long silence, Irene finally lost her patience. She rubbed the space between her eyebrows and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

"Wait, Irene." Sofia finally talked "I just wants to know if anything happened to you that day." Maybe it was an illusion, but Irene felt like she could actually hear a mother's concern in that sentence.

Irene bitterly smiled. It should be an illusion. How could the woman on the other end of the phone care about her? That woman always only cares about herself, she talked to herself. "What do you think wiould have happened to me?" Irene questioned.

"Should I had been raped or killed by someone with a knife?" Irene did not say the rest of the words.

Sofia was silent for a while. She did not dare say anything. "I... Irene, I did not know Beth would send someone to hurt you. I thought..." Sofia had never thought Beth would hurt Irene like that just because of Edward.

"Why? Mother? What do you think? Why did Beth show mercy to me?" Had she forgotten what Beth had done to her and how much she hated her?

"Irene-l, I am sorry." Sofia's voice was as quiet as a gnat, but Irene felt like every word she just said had made her upset.

"You are sorry? Mom, will you truely apologise to me too. You have always been heartless to me. Compared to what you have done in the past, you were not really vicious that day. The words and the attitude you showed that day were too familiar to me " Irene spoke each word clearly and slowly.

Sofia did not dare think too hmuch about what she had done to her daughter before. She feared that if she thought about it, she would not never forgive herself, she could no longer live a rich life as the wife of the Jones family. Instead, she was tormented by the human conscience.

But Irene over there could not stop talking, "Mama, what am I to you? I used to not understand, but later I found out that I am the only support for you to live a rich life, but-"Every word she said tore Sofia's heart apart.

Irene stopped at the end. Sofia clearly felt the whimper in her daughter's voice. Her strong nasal voice made her fear to get the phone too close to her ear. "Mom, have you been happy these years?"

How could Sofia answer this question? She pleased the Beth and Tristan to stay in the Jones family, as well as she flaunted her wealth and luck with other wealthy wives. But at ight, when she was alone, she considered herself a fool. She could not answer that question, so she had to say, "Then, Irene, can you forgive me?"

Forgiveness? How to forgive this kid of cold-blooded mother? Irene no longer wanted to know Sofia's sanswer. She sniffed, "Don't call me anymore. I have no relationship with the Jones family. From another perspective, it was really reasonable if I don't forgive you."

Hung up the phone, Irene breathed a sigh of relief, but she felt that something else was burning in her heart.

She stared at the ceiling in a daze. She felt she lost something, soemthing between Sofia and herself...

"Irene?" Edward just came out of the bathroom and his hair was still dripping water.

As soon as he came out, he heard Irene talking on the telephone. He could tell that the person on the other end was Sofia. What shocked Edward was that Beth hired someone to abduct Irene, and he could not help but felt angry when he recalled that day.

How could Beth cause trouble for Irene?

Edward clenched his fists tightly.

However, considering Irene's current condition, he could only let go of his anger. He would deal with Beth in the future.

He walked to the bed and sat down without blowing his hair. "What's happening?"

Irene stretched out her arms around his waist and leaned her head on his chest, feeling his strong breath.

"Edward, how can there be such a mother in the world? She abandoned her own child and allowed others to bully her child, never helped her child when she is bullied..."

Edward patted Irene's back. He didn't know how to comfort his wife.

What was the difference between Cameron and Sofia? They are totally same. Edward never felt the love from his father in his life. Fortunately, he had a grandmother who loved him dearly, but what about Irene? She was alone in the Jones family.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Irene.

Edward lifted Irene's head from his chest and placed his hands on Irene's shoulders. He forced her to look him in the eye and said, "Irene, let me tell you a story!"--------------