Infatuated with my Ex-wife

At four in the afternoon, Edward rushed to Millicent's house at four in the afternoon right after his meeting.

When Edward arrivrd, Irene hadn't woken up yet and slept very tight. He really didn't want to disturb her. She probably didn't sleep well yesterday. He could still see the faint shadow under her eyes. "Mr. Wilson, can I have a talk with you?" Millicent asked. She had something that she had to clarify for Irene.

Edward nodded, closed the door, and went out with Millicent.

In the living room, Millicent politely handed him a cup of coffee.

Of course, Edward guessed she would ask him some questions for Irene. "You are Irene's friend. You don't need to call me Mr. Wilson. Edward will do."

Millicent smiled and nodded, "Well, Edward, do you know that Irene went to the company to find you this morning?"

Edward nodded. He didn't know why she came but then left.

"So you must know that Irene left after she waited for a while."

Millicent stared at Edward coldly. The chill aura of her made him feel that he had never known her before.

"I know," said Edward. He was puzzled as well.

"And, you did go to Celine's house last night, right?" This was more like a statement, not a question.

When Edward heard the words "Celine", he frowned and asked, "How do you know?"

Millicent snorted, "It seems to be true."

Edward couldn't hold it anymore, and his tone was a little urgent. "Was this the reason why she came and left, turned off her phone and didn't go home?"

"Do you know how much Irene loves you? I do not want to know why you quarreled with her, but..." Millicent was silent for a few seconds. "You have already been with her. You shouldn't get involved with other women again."

Edward took a deep breath and said seriously, "I haven't done anything wrong to Irene. Something is very complicated. I will explain it to her later."

Millicent nodded. "I hope you won't make her sad this time. You've been with her for so long, so you should know her personality. If you betray her, she'll definitely turn to leave you. She's someone who holds her principles. You'll never be able to have her again if you lose her. You should know this."

Edward knew that Irene was a stubborn woman.

When Irene woke up, she saw that Edward sitting on the bed. He looked at her and said in delight, "Irene, you're awake."

"Edward?" Irene asked tentatively but her eyes are still closed.

"It's me," Edward said softly, touching the corner of her mouth. "I am sorry, I was too impulsive last night. I should not be... angry with you."

What had happened yesterday and this morning came into Irene's mind. She slapped Edward's hand away with great force. She was very angry.

"I turned my phone off this morning because I couldn't focus on my work and I couldn't help but call you. And then I go out hurrily because of urgency, so I forgot it in the office."

Irene snorted and turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.

"Also last night-" As soon as he mentioned last night, Irene's face changes even more, but she still listened to him, "I did go to Celine's house, but I didn't stay there the whole night. I just made sure of something with her."

Irene turned her head and stared at Edward. "What's that?"

When Irene finally consented to speak to him, Edward was happy. He was not afraid that she would be angry, but he was afraid that she would be cold to him. "Are you jealous?" Edward joked. Irene denied it immediately. "I'm not jealous at all."

"It was so shameful to admit that I'm jealous." Irene thought to herself.

"Well, well, well. you're not jealous. I've always been jealous and overbearing. I'm a possessive man. I don't like you to be with anyone other than me. I went to Celine's house just to ask about the photos." "Photos?" Irene could not help but ask, "What photos?"

Edward took out his cell phone. There were two photos. One was on the day she was in the hospital and the other was on the day she was on the exhibition. The common thing was that she and Elio were together, and the angle of the photos made them look intimate.

No wonder Edward was angry. It turned out that someone had been sending him some ambiguous photos.

It was clear that everything was done by Celine to make them argue.

"I asked Harry to check the person and found out he was keeping in a touch with Celine. So I went to her house last night and told her stop doing anything like that anymore." After he finished, he glared at Irene. "I had absolutely nothing to do with her."

Everything was clear.

Irene stretched out her hand and leaned on Edward's chest. "That's clear. You should know that there is nothing between me and Elio!"

Edward held her hands tightly and looked at her from a distance. He knew there was nothing between her and Elio. Elio's eyes and actions showed that he liked Irene, but the woman in his arms did not know it. Edward whispered, "I believe you, then you should also believe that there is nothing between Celine and me."

However, Irene remained silent.

"Don't you believe me?" Edward asked.

"You two used to have a love affair before we became together. Even if I am with you now, I am still afraid that you will leave me because of her?" These words were mixed with her tears and sorrow. Edward lifted Irene's head up to look at him.

Then he raised his eyebrows, said, "I did not fall in love with her before, and the child was also an accident. I was never in love with her in the past, and I wouldn't be in the future." There was a certain worry in Edward

tone.

"Alright, I believe you. But in the future, Edward, if you have another woman, we..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Irene's lips were coverd by Edward's. He licked her lips with his slightly cold lips. The force was not as gentle as before, as if he were afraid she would say something. Irene heard him mumble, "I won't have any other woman. I only have you, I only want you."

Only one woman had been enough to make him uncomfortable and distressed.

It was six o'clock when they got home. The servants had already prepared the meal. They began to eat as soon as they got home.

Irene suddenly thought of the desserts that he made yesterday. She hesitated for a moment but did not say anything.

Edward noticed Irene's expression. "What's wrong?"

"Did you make some for me last night?"

Edward put down his chopsticks, "Hmm?"

Irene immediately replied, "It's a kind of dessert."

Edward nodded, but his tone was a little sentimental. "Unfortunately, someone forgot the time when she went shopping." He picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup, "This is very good."

"I am sorry. I will eat whatever you cook and come back on time." Irene smiled and cajoled Edward.

Edward stopped teasing Irene. "You're my wife. As you said, you're not a prisoner. It's not a big deal that you're late, but..."

"Could I return late?"

Irene said curiously, "But what?" Looking at the expected look on Irene's face, Edward could not help but laugh.

Then, under Irene's expectant gaze, he said slowly, "Only when we are together if you want to come back late."

"Oh..." Irene failed. Edward was really cunning and refused to suffer any loss.

Seeing Irene's face full of hate, and Edward asked, "Don't you agree?"

"I will definitely agree." For Irene, everything he said was correct.

Edward touched Irene's head with satisfaction and said gently, "Well, that's my Irene."

At that moment, Irene felt that she was a pet loved by Edward.

In the bedroom, Irene sat on the bed and read a book idly. Edward came out of the bathroom with his hair dripping with water. Irene was lowered her head when he saw Irene.

"Irene?"

Irene did not even look up, "What?"

A figure came a few steps closer, and the distinct scent of the fabric made Irene lift her head. She saw Edward wearing the pajamas she had bought last night.

"I like it very much," Edward said in a gentle voice. "Irene, go and change yours too!"

Irene thought he didn't like it, so she hid it in her closet. But she didn't expect he found and wore them.

"It looks good. I thought you don't like them!"

Edward immediately said, "How could it be? I like everything you give to me. And this seems to be your first time buying clothes for me!"

Irene nodded. It was indeed the first time. She had never had a chance before.

"Irene, change it!" Edward continued to urged her.

Irene was too lazy to move now. "I don't want to move. I will wear them tomorrow."

"Oh? Do you want me to help you?" Edward smiled evilly.

Irene immediately put down the book and sat up from the bed. "I'll do it myself."

Then she quickly took the pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Edward felt that Irene was really cute when she was shy. They had done something more intimate, but she was still shy sometimes.

When Irene came out, Edward had already dried his hair and was reading the book she read. Hearing Irene come out, he looked up immediately. Edward praised, "You have a good taste in clothes. You look pretty."

Irene's face suddenly turned red. Edward patted his side and said, "Irene, come here."

At that moment, Irene felt that he had been lured by Edward.

Edward kissed Irene gently.

She wanted to push him away lightly, but her hands were held by his.

There was a deep smile in his hoarse voice. "You'll pay me on the bed. You owe me last night!"

Irene heard his expectation and desire. She stopped her hand trying to push him, then wrapped them around his neck and actively responded to his kiss. This night, Irene felt that her soul was separated. She only remembered that she fell asleep later, and her body was still hot.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

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