Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 33 Misunderstanding

When he got home, Edward found that Irene hadn’t returned home yet. He wanted to call her, but after

thinking for a while, he gave up this idea.

After dinner, Edward went upstairs to deal with the business.

"Master, it is bad for your health to stay up late. Please drink the soup of tremella." Meanwhile, the

servant Carolina served Edward a bowl of tremella soup that was still steamingly hot.

"Has Madam not returned yet?" Edward stopped his work, turned his head to look at Carolina, and

suddenly spoke.

"M...Madam hasn't came back yet. I think she must have something important out there..." Carolina

was afraid that Edward was angry with Irene because of her late return, so she could not help

defending her.

"It's alright now. You may go!"

After Carolina left the room, Edward looked at the European-style clock hanging on the wall of the

study. The hour hand pointed toward nine of the clock.

"I am sorry, the number you dialed is no longer in service..." Edward picked up the cell phone on the

desk and called Irene again and again. The cold female voice was always heard on the other end of

the phone.

For some reason, Edward was a little nervous. "She's alone and pregnant, if anything happens..." He

could not help thinking.

Thinking of this possibility, he became more and more flustered.

He could not even wait until he changed clothes, picked up his cell phone, and was already leaving the

room.

At this time, someone sent him a message. When Edward saw that it wasn’t Irene's message, he only

glanced at it hurriedly.

But the content was enough to shock him.

"Good, very good, really f*cking good..." He was worried about her at home, but outside she was with

another man, smiling so cheerfully.

Fueled by anger, Edward threw the phone at the wall of the study, whereupon the phone immediately

shattered into pieces.

...

When Irene just returned home, she found that Edward had fallen asleep.

Her mobile phone was automatically shut down because it was out of power. She did not know if the

man was worrying about her.

Irene's mood at this moment was like falling into an ice-house. These days she had grown accustomed

to Edward's meticulous care. In the past, Edward had treated her worse, but she could still smile. Now

she could no longer take his indifference toward her in stride.

It seemed that she was too greedy and had begged for something she should not have fancied.

After she came out of the bathroom, she went to bed. With her back to Edward’s back, she couldn’t fall

asleep for a long time.

Indeed, Edward was not asleep. When she returned, Edward already knew. However, he did not dare

to ask her. He was afraid to hear the answer that made his heart ache, and he was also afraid that his

great anger would hurt her.

That night, they slept on the same bed but with different thinkings.

...

The next day, after Edward had instructed his private driver to look after Irene, he drove to the

company alone. It was the first time they had been apart in months.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you a latest gossip that the president and his wife didn't come to the company

together today!" A woman's voice suddenly appeared and broke the silence of the bathroom.

"Really?" Several voices appeared at the same time.

"It's true. I saw the president drive to the company, and Mrs. Wilson arrived later."

"Aren't they doing well in their relationship?"

"That's right."

"The principal imperial concubine will be banished to the cold palace again..."

This sentence just came into Irene's ears as she rushed to the company.

The imperial concubine was about to be banished to the cold palace. These word, like a curse, kept

lingering in her ears for a long time.

Yes, how sad that was. She was no different from the women of the old court. She longed for her

husband's favor. But after all, his love was not hers.

When they left, they didn’t notice Irene coming out from behind.

Walking out, Irene placed her hands on the sink. Looking at the gaunt woman in the mirror, Irene

scooped up a handful of water and poured it on her face.

When she felt that her mood had normalised, Irene fixed her makeup and clothes, restored her elegant

and competent appearance, and went out.

...

Last night, Edward slept early and left early this morning. He really cared about Irene's relationship with

Elio.

Even though he knew that there could be nothing between them, he still could not accept that his

beloved wife was with another man. More than that, this man had bad intentions for Irene.

But he was angry. He didn't look for Irene, and Irene didn't take the initiative to look for him, which

made him angrier.

In addition, Cameron intended to promote Eric, and empowered Eric to do more things in company.

Seeing Cameron's behaviour and Eric's j*rking look , Edward felt even more angry.

So today, the atmosphere in the president's office was very tense. Everyone worked hard, for fear that

they would ignite the anger of Edward.

"Ding—" Edward was busy with his work, when someone called him.

"What's the matter?" Looking at the caller, Edward said impatiently, without any courtesy.

"Edward, what's wrong with you? Did you meet any trouble?" Celine asked in a soft and aggrieved

voice.

"No, what's the matter?" Hearing the aggrieved voice, Edward realized that his tone was a bit heavy.

However, he wasn’t in the mood to flatter her, so he just lowered his volume.

"It's no big deal. I miss you, Edward. Would you be free tonight? Come to my house for dinner. When I

have a child, I feel like I can still have a companion. Now the child is gone, and I eat alone. I feel so

lonely! Woo..." Celine then cried softly on the other end of the phone.

Generally, when men saw this scene, their hearts would always be soft. However, Edward only had

Irene in his heart.

When he heard Celine sobbing, he was very annoyed. He didn’t like Celine to talk everything using the

child as an excuse.

"Well, don't cry. I'll go to your place tonight." After that, Edward hung up the phone. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

At the other end of the line, Celine glanced at the hung-up phone. A malicious smile appeared on her

tearless face.

...

Since Edward promised Celine, Celine began to tidy up the house and buy food to cook.

Everything was ready. Celine returned to her room and put on a new dress. Then she sat down in the

sitting-room and waited by the clock for Edward's arrival.

After waiting for a long time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"You're here!" Celine pulled the person outside the door into the room.

Celine was wearing pajamas of loose, sheer silk. The neckline of the pajamas was very wide, and her

breasts were faintly visible on the inside of the pajamas. The hem of the pajamas was short and the

white lace underwear inside was visible when she walked.

Seeing Celine's dress, Edward frowned and followed her to the table.

"Sit down first. I'll bring out the dishes and then we can eat." After Celine had made Edward sit, she

turned and went into the kitchen.

Edward sat at the table and took out his cell phone from his pocket. He wanted to know if Irene had

called him, but the result was disappointing.

He put his phone on the table and leaned back in his chair, a little decadent.

As soon as Celine came out, she saw the look on Edward's face. A trace of malice flashed in her eyes,

but she quickly hid her feelings. She put on a sweet smile and walked towards him.

"Alright, let us start with the food. These are all the dishes you like. I know you like Chinese food and I

learned extra how to make them. Try them and see if you like them." Celine continued to put food on

Edward's bowl.

"No, I'll do it myself. You can have it yourself." Edward was somewhat reluctant to see a woman like

Irene treat him like this. So he decisively rejected her good intentions.

"Edward, let's have a drink together." Celine looked at Edward with her charming eyes and said

sweetly.

"No, I'll go back later." Edward refused decisively. Irene was pregnant, and he didn't want to go back

with the smell of alcohol.

"Well..." When she saw Edward reject her firmly, and then saw his spoiled smile after remembering

something. Celine felt like she was going crazy, she was so jealous, but she kept her smile.

After dinner, Edward proposed to leave. "Well, Celine, I'll go first."

"Edward, stay with me tonight. You have not been with me for a long time." Celine held his large hand

with both of hers and looked at him with a twinkle in her eye, hoping he would grant her request.

"Sorry, Celine, I am married. I will come to see you when I have time." Edward took out the big hand

that was tightly grasped by Celine and refused mercilessly.

"But you have been married before, and you are not with me. We have a child together. You can touch

it. He lived here." She pulled his hand to her stomach and said in a tearful voice.

Seeing Celine's sad look, Edward could not bear the sight of the child for a while. Even though the child

did not await him as Irene's child did, the child still existed and he had put a lot of effort into it.

Edward's hand paused.

"Edward, stay. Okay? Stay with me." Celine knew he had softened his heart when she saw Edward's

actions. Her head gently approached Edward's head, and her soft body touched Edward's strong body.

Her lips touched Edward's lips and breathed like orchids.

"You will certainly have children in the future. But I must go now. My wife is still waiting for me at home."

After that, Edward pushed Celine, who was clinging to him like an octopus, off of him and walked into

the elevator without heeding Celine's cry.

...

After coming out, Edward called the driver to stroll outside.

By the time we returned home, it was very late. By this time Irene had fallen asleep. Ever since she had

a child, Irene had begun to pay attention to her own life and schedule. One could see that Irene

attached great importance to this unborn child.

Looking at the little woman who was sleeping soundly at this time, Edward was very fond of her. At the

same time, he was a little angry. How could he be angry with this woman? He deliberately came back

late, but how she could even sleep so peacefully?

The more he thought, the angrier he became.

He kissed Irene fiercely on the lips, giving her no chance to recover her breath. He looked at the

breathless woman and left her lips. Then he lowered his head and bit her lips.