Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 138

"I can give you anything you want except marry you."

Kevin had made himself clear—he was never going to marry a woman he didn't love.

Not wanting to talk to Cherry anymore, he hung up the phone without hesitating.

He frowned, visibly irked. He looked towards the direction where Anne had just left. She was nowhere to be found and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Where is she? Where did she go?"

he asked coldly as he glanced at the secretary.

"Miss Anne headed that way, southeast,"

the secretary said respectfully, lowering his head in an attempt to avoid Kevin's cold gaze. "Then what are you doing still standing here?

Hurry and get her back!"

Kevin spat, his eyes sharp as knives.

It seemed that his secretary was getting more and more incompetent. Why did he need to spell everything out for him?

"Okay, Mr. Kevin. I'll do it right now!"

The secretary quickly ran off upon noticing that Kevin was losing his temper.

He could tell that Kevin cared about Anne very much but it was obvious that Kevin was clueless. Kevin seemed at a loss as he was only driving Anne farther away from him.

Sighing helplessly, the secretary drove off to chase after Anne.

As Anne walked along the road, she found herself getting angrier the more she thought about the situation. Once again, she was set up as last night, she was raped.

When she recalled that she hadn't even seen the child yet, she felt even more frustrated.

The black Rolls-Royce followed closely behind her. The secretary honked the car horn when she didn't even look back.

Anne was already in a bad mood so when she heard the car honk, she became more agitated. Not even looking back, she made her way to the sidewalk.

"Miss Anne, where are you going?"

the secretary asked loudly, poking his head out when he failed to elicit a response from her.

Hearing the secretary's familiar voice, she stopped in her tracks and turned around in a huff, obviously irritated.

"Why are you following me? Why do you care where I go?"

she asked spitefully before turning back around in an attempt to leave.

"Miss Anne, Mr. Kevin asked me to pick you up. You should get in the car right now."

The secretary sounded a little anxious. He could tell that Anne was indifferent to him all thanks to what his boss had done to her.

She stopped and turned to look at the secretary, anger burning in her eyes.

"Tell Kevin I'm not coming back. Wherever I go and whatever I do is none of his business."

'He wants me to come back? Why should I listen to him? Why does he think I should do whatever he asks me to do? What am I to him?' Anne fumed inside.

Seeing the angry look on her face, the secretary sighed and negotiated,

"Miss Anne, please don't make things difficult for me anymore. You know what kind of person Mr. Kevin is. If I don't bring you back with me, he'll fire me."

The secretary knew that with Kevin's unpredictability, it wasn't far-fetched to assume that he would do such a thing.

"That's none of my business. Why are you telling me that?"

Anne snapped, purposely looking away.

What did Kevin's secretary getting fired have anything to do with her? Did she owe anything to him? Did she have to suffer for his sake?

"Miss Anne, I think you're misunderstanding Mr. Kevin. He really wants you back. He cares about you. That's the only reason why he did all those crazy things!"

The secretary was beginning to worry about Kevin. It seemed that he didn't stand a chance with Anne anymore. If things went on like this, how could Anne ever get back together with him?

The secretary just said that Kevin cared about her? How ridiculous! How could he say that? All he ever did was torture her.

"You can leave now. I'm not coming with you. Go and tell him that from now on, we should just stay away from each other." With that, Anne stalked off.

Needless to say, the secretary was distressed. Kevin might punish him since he wasn't able to successfully bring Anne back.

After giving it more thought, he decided to follow Anne and continue to persuade her but to no avail. Anne was adamant on her decision to not come with him.

From a distance, an icy blue Ferrari sped over and pulled over next to Anne.

Sam slowly rolled down the car window. He looked a little pale as the dark circles under his eyes were evident—it seemed as if he didn't get enough rest.