Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 11

"What do you mean?" Kevin sprang to his feet.

His action scared everyone there. Their hearts practically leapt from their chests. Everyone held their breath and looked at him, afraid that breathing at the wrong time would kill them.

"The most important thing for the baby is for the mom to be in a good mood. These people you sent are only stressing Anne out. So why keep them around then?" Sam paused for a few seconds, and then said in the same tone, "I'll stay here and take care of her."

"You?" Kevin's eyes widened.

Anne looked at Sam in astonishment as well.

But Sam said to Kevin calmly, "No one knows her medical history better than I do."

Kevin frowned and said nothing. He walked to the window and stood there. In just a few seconds, he thought of several benefits of Sam's proposal.

True, Sam knew more about Anne's medical history than anyone. The problem was that though he was a doctor, he was also a man.

A man and a woman were staying in the same house alone. Even if Anne were pregnant, Kevin was still worried.

After pondering for a while, Kevin said with a smile of satisfaction, "I agree, but on one condition—I'll stick around so I can start a relationship with my son, growing in her womb."

"Neither of you need to stay here." Anne's mood was dismal. She was more than a little irritable. This day kept going from bad to worse. And she was in a mood to match. She said impatiently, "It's up to me."

Her words echoed in their ears.

"It's up to me."

Kevin and Sam shut Anne down at the same time.

No one could disobey Kevin, but what Sam said concerned him.

At last, Anne and Kevin hammered out a plan, putting their egos aside. Emily would stay there, taking care of Anne. Sam would be on hand as well, considering he was her doctor.

This was Kevin's last concession. Even if Anne didn't like it, she still had to cooperate.

In the morning, Kevin listened the reports from the department heads. They laid out in detail the projects that Anne was working on or decided to launch.

There were nearly twenty of them in total.

This could really try a man's patience. Kevin did nothing else from morning to afternoon except drink a glass of water.

He didn't stop the meetings for even a second, listening to the manager's reports. He was really tired, and there were still five managers on the waiting list.

He waved his hand and said, "Get some rest and report to me in the afternoon."

Kevin couldn't let Anne look down on him. He raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows, telling his assistant that he was going to have a working lunch.

After listening to reports for the entire morning, he felt even hungrier than usual. When he stood up, he suddenly thought of his unborn child. He wondered if the baby would be as smart and capable as him.

He and Anne should have good genes. But when Kevin thought of what Anne had done, his eyes darkened again.

He must start to teach the baby while it was still in the womb. And as soon as it was born, he would watch over it, and restrict Anne's access to it.

That way the child wouldn't be infected with her ruthlessness and viciousness, her despicable and unprincipled behavior.

Anne could only hear the living room TV faintly, but it still annoyed her. She stood up and walked towards the bedroom. In surprise, Emily asked, "Are you tired, Anne?"

Sam poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at Anne. She held back her anger and said impatiently, "Of course."

"Go to bed if you're sleepy. Pregnant women get tired easily," said Emily with a smile.

Hearing Emily's voice, Anne felt even more irritable. She quickened her pace, went into her bedroom, and shut the door.

She came to the bed and leaned against it, hands on her chest.

She frowned and looked serious. It was obvious she was thinking about something.

She had more than twenty projects, big and small. It was not because she doubted Kevin could do it, but some projects were urgent and there were several contracts needed to be reviewed today.

'Would he get the work done today? If things got held up, the loss would be immeasurable.'

After thinking it over, she was still worried. Finally, she took out her phone and called the department heads.

"Manager Zhao, have you showed Mr. Keven the MRA contract?"

"Yes, I also told Mr. Kevin..."

Outside the room, Emily was amazed when she heard Anne make the call. She turned to look at the kitchen. Sam was prepping a meal, his sleeves rolled up.

He was tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Wrapped in a white shirt, he looked like a model showing off a clothing line. It was really eye-catching.

Emily thought that Anne was one lucky girl. She'd caught Sam's eye, and he was a great guy. She couldn't help but sigh at the thought.

Anne was so blessed. Sam seemed to love and cherish her. He'd make a wonderful husband. Instead of Mr. Kevin...

When Anne was on the call to the second manager, Emily knocked on the door. Emily stood at the door and reminded her helplessly, "You really should be resting. There's a reason Mr. Kevin took over your duties. You're pregnant. Don't overdo it! Don't worry about the business. Mr. Kevin will handle it."

How could she not worry? She worked hard on those projects. The fruit was about to ripen. It would be heartbreaking if it rotted on the vine.