My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 331 - チャプター 340

Charlotte got into the car. In the backseat, Griffith opened his eyes. He raised his head and locked eyes with her in the rearview mirror. Before they could speak, Isabella approached the rear window and leaned down to greet Griffith."I apologize for any inadequacies in our hospitality. Please forgive us."Charlotte saw Griffith turn his head and give her a weary look with a hint of teasing in his eyes."Did you part ways with Mason?"This question seemed utterly random, and Charlotte was completely puzzled by it.However, Isabella understood perfectly and replied, "He is who he is, and I am who I am. He has a friendship with you, but that doesn't extend to me, an old friend. I would be afraid if I actually offended you and your wife."Griffith's lips curled slightly. "I'll relay your message to him exactly as you said."Isabella fell silent for a moment, unable to respond. She straightened up and took a step back with a smile. Charlotte nodded in acknowledgment before starting

Charlotte raised her head and looked at Griffith, who looked back in astonishment. She stuffed another piece of onion into her mouth and chewed slowly. Griffith showed disgust.Charlotte didn't mind, shaking her head and saying, "You're missing out.""Are you kidding me?""Tsk, onion is delicious."The scent drifted over as soon as she opened her mouth, giving Griffith a headache. He quickly took a bite of his chili dog. After eating about seventy percent of her meal and feeling the money in her pocket, Charlotte was in a good mood. She had the leisure to chat with him."I'll give you a piece to try.""I don't want it.""Try it. You'll love it.""That's impossible."Charlotte held the onion and said, "You're still young. You need to try new things.""No need."Just as he finished speaking, she put a piece of onion on his half-eaten chili dog. The pungent smell wafted over. He picked it up without hesitation and threw it back on the plate."Eat it yourself!"Pursing her lips

With the light, they could see clearly, making it more convenient for them to enter the courtyard. Fortunately, there were still some unoccupied spots for them to step on.Once the couple who ran the noodle shop returned home, the place became quiet. Charlotte opened the door to the main room and invited Griffith in."There are still plenty on the trees. Let's pick some to bring back for Grandma," she said.Griffith didn't argue this time, probably believing that Charlotte was sincere regarding his grandmother."Alright," he replied in a dignified manner. Charlotte turned her head and rolled her eyes at his attitude. "I can't reach them. You do the picking.""When you took the basket to the mountain that day, was it your grandfather who helped you pick the fruits?" Griffith asked.Charlotte fell silent. How she wished she could shut his mouth.She found a basket and said, "That night, I was alone. Today, there's someone with me, a man at that. Why should I do all the hard work

Tsk. He was not Julie. Did she think she had to baby him with words like 'treasure'?Griffith sighed inwardly and glanced down. "Aren't you supposed to perform first?""If you're not giving me money, why make so many demands?" She muttered but proceeded with her act. Originally, she held a mulberry twig in each hand. She showed them to him, quickly opening and closing her palms. Suddenly, her hands were empty, and then the twigs reappeared in one hand. She bumped her fists together, and when she reopened them, the twigs appeared in both hands. Seeing this, Griffith raised an eyebrow.With a smug grin, Charlotte said, "Alright, alright. You have to guess. Three rounds will determine the winner."She extended her hand to him. "Hold out your hand."Griffith complied, holding out his hand. Two twigs fell into his palm.She casually took one twig into each hand before him and clenched her fists. "Now, guess how many twigs are in each hand."Finding this game childish, Griffith respon

A loud noise echoed, and someone tapped on the yard's gate.Charlotte jumped in fright and quickly turned around, her gaze piercing through the two doors leading from the hall to the yard, landing on the man standing in the doorway. She let out a sigh of relief and discreetly stashed the piece of paper into her pocket.Griffith entered the yard and frowned at the mess. Expressionless, he asked, "Is this the home of the couple who runs the noodle restaurant?"Charlotte thought he couldn't possibly know about Tobias. It didn't seem necessary to tell him, and even if she did, he probably wouldn't want to hear it.She glanced around and replied, "It's the home of a childhood playmate. Just coming to take a look."As she spoke, she walked out of the hall and closed the door behind her. Approaching Griffith, she saw that his expression had turned rather grim."What's wrong with you?"She suddenly remembered that he had been drinking earlier and might not feel well after staying up all