Infatuated with my Ex-wife

The ones present at the press conference were either reporters or famous figures—either from major families that had a good relationship with the Wilson Group, or important people. What an eye-catching proposal! There was a high chance it would be all over the news tomorrow.

"What's wrong, Irene? You don't want to?" Edward asked, feigning his despair as he saw the hesitant look on her face.

"It's not that. I just think it's a little sudden," Irene said hurriedly as she looked at Edward.

"Is that a yes, then? Don't worry, Irene, I swear to cherish you forever!" Edward said firmly.

"Hmmph, aren't you sneaky, proposing right now so I can't refuse you?" Irene huffed helplessly.

It was such a grand occasion, and there was no room for her refusal.

"I know you won't say no."

"Alright, get up," Irene said. She felt a little distressed that he had been kneeling all this while.

"I won't get up until you agree," Edward said shamelessly.

"F-Fine, I agree."

Irene had no choice but to lower her head shyly and give her hand to Edward as he watched expectantly.

Edward slipped the beautiful and symbolic ring on her finger. He got up slowly and smiled at Irene with affectionate eyes.

He intertwined their fingers together and raised it up, announcing to the audience, "To all in attendance, I will be holding a wedding on the eighth of the next month. I hope you can attend." Before they could recover from the sudden proposal, Edward made another shocking announcement.

Some of the women stared jealously at Irene, drilling holes into her.

With Edward holding her arm, Irene felt like the happiest person in the world.

The crowd left in a daze after the press conference ended. Everything had happened so suddenly.

Those who were shrewd began to prepare some gifts. Regardless of how many weddings Edward wanted to hold, the bride must be someone important if he was willing to make such a public announcement. Perhaps this was their opportunity to make connections with the Wilson Group.

Some of the reporters were happy because they had managed to get a big scoop. Although the previous presidents of the Wilson Group had women by their sides, this was the first time it had been publicly announced. They had material to write for tomorrow's news.

Edward was so influential, he could shake S City with just a stomp of his foot.

The next day, the entire city was in a great uproar when the news were released from various entertainment companies. The netizens were constantly debating the credibility of the news.

"Is the president still in need of another wife? An obedient girl to warm his bed."

"Will the comment above stop causing drama? Didn't you see how gentle Mr. Wilson's eyes were when he proposed to her? They were overflowing with love! You never stood a chance. He has already made his choice."

"That's right! On that note, I also want to marry a rich and handsome man!"

"Am I the only one who is concerned about the size of that diamond? D*mn it, how much is it worth? To propose with such an exquisite diamond ring... I don't understand the mind of a rich person!"

"I searched up the price, and the number of zeroes in that amount shocked me! I'm going to stick with my 24K gold. It's simply too shocking!"

"I found some interesting news. It seems like Mr. Wilson has gotten married before, but has a bad relationship with his wife. They don't appear in public together very often."

"Is this Mr. Wilson's second marriage? Moreover, there are many rumours surrounding him. Wasn't he in a relationship with Celine before? Now there's another woman named Irene?"

"Let's not spread false news. Those are just scandals. Moreover, Celine was the one who spread that news. I have a relative who has some connections with the Wilson Group. Apparently, his wife was named Irene."

"Go to h*ll, Irene! Go to h*ll!"

The netizens imagined the love and hatred of rich families. Some comments included blessings, some were vicious comments, and some used foul language to attack Irene. Edward frowned when he read those comments and immediately ordered his men to delete any negative comments.

A dishevelled looking woman was watching the news report for the entertainment program on TV.

"Mr. Wilson is about to get married!"

"He proposed romantically during the press conference!"

"The woman by the president's side!"

Those words felt like stabs to her heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "Edward! Irene!"

And this woman was Celine!

She was thin and naked. Where was the once sweet and lovely woman?

She smashed everything in the room crazily as a way to vent her anger. She shouted, "Irene, you b*tch! It's all your fault! You took everything that belonged to me!"

"Edward! What a heartless man you are! We grew up together, and I liked you so much. Yet look at you! You liked that b*tch instead!"

"I hate you! Both of you! I ended up like this thanks to both of you!"

An idea popped into her mind after she threw a fit. Her eyes lit up as she ran to the computer. She wanted to tell everyone that Irene was a b*tch!

However, all her negative comments on Twitter kept getting deleted the moment she hit enter. Nothing changed when she made a new account to spread malicious comments.

Other than Edward, who else would be able to achieve such a feat?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, Edward! You are willing to go to such lengths for her. Am I not even allowed to leave a single negative remark about her?"

Ever since Eric's downfall, she had gone into hiding. She was afraid that Edward's men would find her, so she tried to seek help from Eric. But she retreated in terror when she saw the spies near his house. Why were they allowed to be happy when she was reduced to such a state?

Celine didn't want to give up. She glared at the people on the screen like she wanted to tear them up.

Her hatred for Irene grew, and she discarded her love for Edward. She would allow this hatred to consume her. Like a crazy person, she began to plot an evil plan.

"I have the perfect wedding gift for both of you!"

Celine rubbed her belly and muttered to herself, "Little one, let's meet up with your useless father right now. I can't do this alone. He should be able to help us."

"Even though I really wanted Edward to be your father, I'm afraid he has lost all his chances," Celine muttered with a hysterical laugh that made people shudder. Meanwhile, Edward and Irene were immersed in their happiness, completely forgetting about Celine.

---

The Wilson Mansion.

After Eric recovered from his shock, his father told him Edward was going to send them abroad in a few days. He thought bitterly, "Edward wants to send me abroad because he is afraid of me. Fine, I failed this time, but I won't in the future."

Eric tore the newspaper to pieces after he read the news.

Edward! Edward! Edward!

Edward's name haunted him like a curse.

But how could he make another move? He felt someone watching him ever since the day he left the company. Perhaps Edward had sent someone to keep watch over him.

Moreover, Edward had gotten rid of the people he had bribed. Now, none of them dared to contact him. What a useless bunch!

Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

He had received a message.

The number on the screen wasn't registered in his contacts, and the call didn't go through when he dialed it. He was worried Edward might have set up a cameras in the residence, so he picked up the phone casually.

"See you at the 26th intersection at 12 o'clock tomorrow. Please keep it a secret."

Who was it? Eric tried to figure out who would send him a message like this at this time.

The next day, he managed to slip away from Edward's men and arrived as promised.

Eric couldn't believe his eyes when he saw who had asked to meet him.

"Celine, what happened to you?" Eric asked in surprise.

"As if you don't know it's Edward's fault. You're doing too well either," Celine said coldly.

"If you hadn't failed, would we have ended up like this?" Celine asked with a sarcastic smile.

"Are you only here to quarrel with me?" Eric asked impatiently.

"Don't you want to get revenge?"

"Haven't you heard? Edward is sending me abroad in a few days," Eric sneered. He obviously wanted his revenge, but Edward was alert. There wasn't much time before going abroad.

Celine thought about it and said, "There is someone who could potentially help you."

"Who is it?" Eric asked urgently.

"Madeline."

"Madeline? She loves Edward! Why would she ever help us?" Eric exclaimed. He felt that it was impossible.

"Madeline is soft-hearted. All you need to do is beg her to let you stay long enough until the wedding is over. She would probably agree."

"Then we'll do this..." Celine whispered.

Eric felt terrified of Celine when he heard her plan. Had she gone mad?

"Aren't you afraid?!"

Eric chided Celine despite his selfishness. After all, she was still carrying his child in her belly.

"As long as you succeed, you might be able to become the president of the company! Why should you be concerned about me?" Celine yelled. She knew what sort of man he was. He was simply putting on a facde right now.

For a moment, he was speechless. That was right, he could have as many children as he wanted when he became the president.

Celine had changed. Eric saw that she wouldn't allow herself to be controlled by him mindlessly anymore. She was even willing to risk her life for this! He felt a little terrified.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

↑