All Chapters of My Cruel Ex-husband Wants to Reconcile with Me: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When Claire walked into Jason's room, the man was leaning against the bed, his face looking more tired than yesterday, his lips more dry and cracked, he looked weak.Claire stood outside the door for a long time, waiting for Jason to throw her out, but he didn't say anything, just kept looking at something on his phone, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.Claire thought she could leave quietly, but that seemed wrong, so she said: "Turns out you're already better than yesterday."Jason looked at her. "You came early in the morning to see if I was dead or not, right?"Hoping Jason would chase her away, Claire deliberately baited him, "Yes, but unfortunately God didn't hear my inner screams and let you live a healthy life."Jason's eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched in annoyance.Claire pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Okay, I guess you don't want to see me either, so I'd better go, okay?" she said hopefully."Stay here!" Jason said casually, then his attention returned to h

"I am human too. I can feel pain and sadness," Claire said. It was the first time she had ever broken down and cried in front of Jason and looked so weak.The woman cried like a battered child. "Why are you doing this to me, what have I done wrong?"But Claire was not Alice, and even if she cried with all the sadness she had long harbored, she would not win Jason's heart, because in his eyes, Claire's tears were nothing more than a tool to gain sympathy.Claire looked at his cold and indifferent expression and suddenly realized that her tears were just a joke.She could cry in front of anyone, but not in front of this man.Suddenly, Claire laughed, her tear-stained face smiling brightly. "I almost forgot, you never believed my tears, so it seems my fake crying didn't work on you."Jason's hands slowly tightened at her sides and Claire could clearly feel his anger growing."Even if that's true, do you think I care?" he asked. "Even if you don't want me to touch you while I'm imagining

Jason unconsciously raised his hand to touch Claire's head, but he suddenly realized that Theo was standing at the door, and the man was so startled that he reflexively pushed Claire's head away from him.Claire, who had been concentrating on applying the medicine, fell to the bed in a daze. "What the hell?" she asked irritably, holding her head as she tried to get up."Looks like I came at a bad time." Theo, who was standing in the doorway, saw the incident and couldn't help but laugh."At least close the door!" Jason said to Claire. He really didn't notice that the door to his room was not closed. "And you, couldn't you have knocked before coming in?" he said to Theo.Theo came in with medical equipment: "The door was open, so I didn't have to knock."Jason looked at him angrily. "Who told you to come? I didn't call you today.""She told me to come." Theo pointed at Claire. "She called me last night and said you had a high fever. But I couldn't come last night, so I came today."Cla

Jason immediately signaled his servant not to make a sound, but Claire woke up anyway. She sat up half-conscious and didn't notice that Jason was holding her hand. She asked Jason curiously, "What's wrong?" Jason pulled his hand away from Claire and looked away, "Nothing." Claire looked at her own hand, then at Jason's cold expression, then stood up, "Hey, listen, it's not me holding your hand, it's you. You think of me as Alice again." Jason was not satisfied with her explanation. He snorted, but didn't speak, and Claire didn't want to explain any more. Looking toward the door, Claire noticed that the waiter had just put breakfast on the coffee table, and she suddenly felt very hungry and wanted breakfast. "I'll change the bandage after breakfast," she said, then took Jason's breakfast and put it on the nightstand while she ate it on the coffee table. Jason looked at the breakfast, which was the same every day, and thought about the pasta Claire had made for Theo yesterda

"Guess what I'm gonna do at the press conference?" Jason said, a sly edge to his voice.Claire turned to him, brows furrowed. "What?"Jason pressed his lips together, then said each word slow and cold, "Gabriel’s taking the fall for this. No matter what."Claire stiffened. "What are you talking about?""He's the reason this mess started," Jason snapped. "He used my wife's name to stir things up. You think I'm just gonna let that slide?""It’s not clear yet who's really behind it," Claire argued, her voice sharp. "You can’t just accuse people without proof."Jason’s hands curled into fists. "I don’t care. As far as I’m concerned, he’s guilty.""Jason ...""Get out."Claire glared at him, hurt flashing in her eyes, but she spun around and walked out without another word.Behind her, glass shattered against the wall. She paused for half a second, heart racing... but didn’t look back.Jason had lost it. Completely. No matter how much she did for him, it was never enough.What else did he