บททั้งหมดของ My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: บทที่ 661 - บทที่ 670

Charlotte lay on the pillow and playfully slapped herself on the cheek.Snow Cake had been awake all this time, resting next to her head and enjoying her various contorted expressions.Charlotte clicked her tongue and jokingly covered its eyes. "Don't stare at me like that!"In the living room, Griffith reclined on the large sofa, eyes closed but unable to sleep. When he opened his eyes, the first thing that came to mind was not Charlotte's face but her feet. He questioned whether he had some sort of foot fetish.He even recalled the nail polish she used. It was a light pink, glossy shade. Her toes were small and delicate, tending to curl together when she was nervous.Suddenly, he sat up, resting his arm on his leg, and sighed. There was an ice maker in the living room. He stood, retrieved some ice cubes, and popped them into his mouth. The cold sensation spread throughout his body, except for his head."Griffith?"Her voice sounded faint in his ears. Bewildered, he glanced tow

The rain poured down with a steady rhythm as three or four cars gradually drove out of the courtyard. Ash sat in the passenger seat of the middle car.The driver was a young man who looked outside, saying, "If I were the young master, I wouldn't be able to leave."Ash remained silent. If it weren't for their circumstances, he knew Griffith would not have been able to leave today.At the garage entrance, rain fell, continuously pouring down. A delicate woman, wrapped in a black coat, watched the man leave.The rear door of the car opened, and Griffith got in. Ash breathed a sigh of relief. He was genuinely afraid that Griffith would delay departure.The bodyguard closed the car door in the back seat. Griffith pursed his lips, sitting there, his gaze penetrating the glass, falling on the figure behind the curtain of rain.The car started and headed out of the courtyard. His gaze also left Charlotte.Watching as the car approached the gate, Griffith suddenly spoke, "Stop the car."

It had been a while since Charlotte last saw Katie. This time, looking at her, Charlotte noticed that something was off with her complexion. Despite the meticulous makeup, her fatigue couldn't be concealed.Standing at a short distance, Charlotte, with a calm expression, observed Katie. However, when Katie noticed her, it was as if she had encountered a mortal enemy. Her eyes turned red."Hey, Ms. Hussey, leaving so early?" Amelia Bush said with a smile. "Didn't Mrs. Fry invite you for dinner?"Katie's face turned even worse. She adjusted the stray hairs on her face and straightened her back, barely holding onto her composure. She confidently walked down the stairs in high heels, approaching Charlotte and the others.Amelia and Carrie smiled at her.She smiled faintly and said, "There's always another day. Today's dinner is not that important. Mrs. Miller, Mrs. Bush, let's meet again."With that, she glanced deeply at Charlotte and, holding her head high, left the hall. Once she

Charlotte slapped William's head. "At such a young age, all you think about is this."William removed his headphones, put on a serious expression, and said, "Griffith is not a good man. I can tell with a glance. Find a way to break up with him fast. Once I finish my exams, you're leaving with me.""What for?""I need a maid. You'll do.""Get out of here."Charlotte didn't have time to discuss her plans for his study abroad. She urged him to investigate the person, saying, "Surname Winslet, male.""Winslet, male.""Yeah.""It's like asking me to check how many mosquitoes there are on Earth."Charlotte said, "This is all I know…""Go back to sleep if you don't have any real work to do," he said. She was acting all strange.Charlotte thought for a moment, took out her phone, and showed him a picture of Julie. "He's possibly her brother, and he seems to have a connection with the Wilson family. Can you check that?"William pondered for a moment and glanced at her. Charlotte rev

"Or what? Expand business over here?" he quipped."Don't!" Charlotte quickly added, "You're already filthy rich, so don't take the wrong path."Griffith sensed the seriousness in her words and fell silent."You're already successful and have brought honor to your family. If your mom were here, she would probably be so proud," Charlotte said.Griffith couldn't quite grasp her meaning and thought for a moment before saying, "If your parents were here, knowing how successful William is, they would also be proud.""What do you mean? Am I not successful?"He chuckled. "You judge for yourself.""I've lived well all these years. How am I not successful?"Griffith walked out of the study, hands behind his back, to the corridor, looking at the night sky. "Indeed, you've done well to manage to live this long."Charlotte clicked her tongue. She was considering whether she should remind him that the road to success should be a straight path, not a shortcut.Boom! A thunderous sound.Cha