All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

Looking at the shrimp on her plate, Charlotte couldn't help but wonder if she was dreaming. She had known Griffith for so long, but when had he ever done something like this for her?She remained still, and a faint smile touched the corners of his lips as he asked, with an ambiguous tone, "Afraid it's poisoned?""No, not at all.""Then eat it.""Let me peel it myself," she reached out.Griffith lifted his hand to block hers and said, "Just eat."Charlotte's heart was pounding with a mix of emotions, and she felt more nervous than happy. She picked up her cutlery, but it all felt unreal. When she put the shrimp into her mouth, she barely tasted it before swallowing."Would you like some vinegar?" Griffith reminded her."Mm." she responded. She uttered an agreement, and the next moment, there were two more shrimps on her plate.Griffith's demeanor was composed as he peeled the shrimp, as if he were performing an art. With the overhead lighting, most people would look bad, but no

Cough, cough.Charlotte clung to the man's arm to steady herself, coughing repeatedly. Her face was soaked, and her eyes were too irritated to open. She freed one hand and wiped her face.Next, her body was turned around, with Griffith behind her and the tiles in front of her. She gasped for air and tried to speak, but the man had already lowered his head, his lips inching closer to her cheek.His scorching breath was hotter than the water in the pool.Charlotte was stunned, her back pressed against his chest. He was completely undressed, while her dress was soaked through. Before she could react, his lips left an imprint on her neck.She flinched, and when she tried to turn away, she said, "Griffith! You've had too much to drink.""I'm perfectly sober."‘At least I can recognize you. You're Charlotte, a very annoying woman,’ he thought."Well, then... Ah!"Her neck was bitten, and she let out a soft gasp. It wasn't very painful, and the next moment, he gently soothed the bite

Charlotte didn't want to cry either. She had been trying her best to control herself, but it was as if her body's defenses had collapsed in an instant. She could only will her legs to carry her quickly into her small room.Only when she closed the door behind her did she slump against it, her entire body sliding down, sitting on the floor. She was still wearing her wet clothes, and sitting on the cold floor made her shiver.Strangely, this coldness helped her regain her senses quickly. After taking a few deep breaths and stopping her tears, she collected herself.Outside the door, Griffith remained in the same towel-drying stance for a long time. The sound of her crying, piercing and inexplicable, had easily reached his ears. His brows furrowed deeply as he couldn't fathom how the pain and suffering had ultimately ended up affecting him.Returning to his room, he noticed that he couldn't hear Charlotte's cries anymore, but he didn't feel any better. A heavy feeling had settled in h

When Ash entered the secretary's office, Arthur was trying to make coffee with latte art. He had already attempted it seventeen or eighteen times and was still unsatisfied."Arthur?" Ash said.Hearing his voice, Arthur turned around and glanced at Ash."Why are you here?" Arthur asked."I have something to discuss with the Young Master," Ash replied.Arthur made a gesture, as if he were zipping his lips, and advised, "It's better not to say anything today if you can avoid it."Don't go looking for trouble."Who's inside?" Ash asked.Arthur took a sip of his coffee, massaged his forehead, and said, "Mr. Lewis."Mr. Lewis? Ash had a faint expression, but his eyebrows raised slightly. For Griffith to let Simon come into the office and have a peaceful conversation was like seeing the sun rise in the west.Ash looked outside and saw a row of bodyguards standing there. Arthur noticed his expression and explained, "Just in case."Ash nodded.As they were talking, there was commoti

Compared to Simon's provocation, Benjamin's confession enraged Griffith even more. Simon's behavior was expected, but Benjamin, whom he considered as one of his own, daring to covet his wife was a different matter.A prolonged silence hung in the room, but Benjamin remained unruffled. He calmly admitted, "She rejected me.""Of course, she rejected you. What kind of woman do you think Charlotte is?" Griffith responded with a hint of sarcasm."So, you're aware of her character as well?" Benjamin asked.Griffith fell silent.Benjamin straightened up and continued, "I came here today with no other intention but to inform you that I like Charlotte. If you're getting a divorce, please notify me in advance, considering I’m your nephew."With that, Benjamin slightly turned his face and caught a glimpse of Griffith."She's in Portchester City right now. Conveniently, I'll be returning there this afternoon," Benjamin said.In contrast to Simon's direct provocation, this calm conversation