Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 158

"How can you talk to auntie like that?" Cherry quickly ran up to the sofa and held on to Selma's arm.

Anne did not want to waste her breath anymore--not for these two, horrible women. All the fear she had for them before had gone. She had to be brave if she wanted to protect her child.

With a scoff, she went back into her room, leaving Selma trembling with anger.

"What a vicious woman! There's no way I can accept someone like her into my family! I'll find a mother for the baby, and I'm sure Kevin won't object," Selma sneered angrily.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when Kevin finally came back from work. The villa was quiet, with only a few lonely street lights lighting up the desolate, wide road.

With a sigh, he turned off the engine and silently sat inside the car. His hands held onto the steering wheel as he closed his eyes.

He distanced himself from Anne deliberately. The way she had been treating him had been hurting his self-esteem. As much as he tried to close the distance between them, she had done nothing but push him away ruthlessly.

"Mr. Kevin, why don't you come in?" The servant saw Kevin's car park outside and decided to check on him.

"I'll go inside soon," Kevin said indifferently.

Sighing heavily, he stepped out of the car and walked into the villa. To his surprise, it was very empty and quiet. Anne and Cherry were nowhere in sight--even Selma wasn't there.

The only one who was there was the nanny cleaning up the living room. As soon as she saw Kevin enter, she stopped her work and bowed her head. "Mr. Kevin, Mrs. Selma wants to talk to you."

The nanny pointed at the study. Without a word, Kevin walked straight in. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the angry look on Selma's face.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why'd you ask me to come talk to you here in the study?" Kevin said unhappily.

"Is there a problem with that? Remember that you've done a lot of ridiculous things yourself. I haven't taken those things against you for your own sake. Now that I want to talk to you in private, you're trying to take it against me?" There was a sadness in Selma's tone. She and Kevin hadn't really been on the same side lately.

"I didn't mean that. Just tell me what you need to say. If it's nothing serious, I'll go to bed now if you don't mind," he said tiredly.

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point."

Clasping her hands, Selma walked over to Kevin. Even though she was over two feet away from him, he couldn't help but take a subconscious step back. During his childhood, he was not that close at all with his mother, and this reflected on how he treated her in present day.

It was something that Selma had been used to, and so she didn't mind at all.

"I want Anne out of the house." Her tone was the one she used whenever she told her son to do something. It had always worked in the past without fail.

However, Kevin simply shook his head. "No, mom. That's none of your business."

The way he disagreed with her was like a slap right across her face. Even so, she was determined to make Anne leave.

"I am your mother. You have no right to say no to me!" she shouted as she pointed a finger at him.

"If you want Cherry to leave, I'll be fine with it."

"You were so good to Cherry before," Selma said, surprised at his indifference towards her. "Have you forgotten how her mother saved your life? Anne suddenly comes barging in and suddenly you don't treat Cherry as well as before."

With this reasoning, Kevin couldn't help but feel disappointed. His mother thought that everything could be easily be labeled with a price and exchanged like some item.

"Mom, don't you remember that Anne also saved me?" After saying these words, Kevin walked to the door and made his leave.

As soon as his hand was on the knob, Selma's sharp voice called out at him. "So what? Have you forgotten that Anne has already obtained ten percent of the shares of the Fu Family's business? Is this not enough? Don't forget what kind of person that woman is."

However, Kevin did not bother to turn around. "It's none of your business," he then said coldly.

With that, he opened the door and walked out. Taking a deep sigh, Selma sat back on the chair dejectedly, all of her energy drained from her body.

Meanwhile, Cherry was in her bedroom, sitting in front of her large vanity mirror. Her room was very elegant. Even though she was currently living in someone else's home, she always maintained a comfortable lifestyle.

Inside her wardrobe hung rows and rows of handmade, designer clothes. Placed below those were all of her high-heeled shoes, all from very expensive brands. She adoringly looked at herself in the mirror. She would always keep her beautiful and youthful appearance for as long as possible. For her, her beauty was a power she could wield like a weapon.

Just when she was about to remove her makeup and apply moisturizer on her face, there was a slight knock on her door.

"Who is it? It's already late," Cherry said angrily.

Despite being disturbed, she stood up with a grunt and went to open the door. She was still in the Fu Family's house, after all. Upon opening the door, she saw the nanny who was in charge of taking care of the baby.

"Miss, the baby is crying. It seems that you forgot to give him his medicine today." Knowing that Cherry was angry, the nanny was rather timid and sheepish.

"Can't you handle such a small problem yourself? I'm tired already." As she patted her face, her red nails glistened under the soft light.

"Stop! You bitch! What are you doing?" Upon opening the door, Selma immediately saw how Cherry was strangling the baby with one hand and pinching him with the other hand.

Selma couldn't believe her eyes. She wanted to hit Cherry there and then, strangle her as much as she had strangled the pitiful child.

"Baby, oh no! Shhh... you're safe now," Selma crooned as she grabbed the child from Cherry arms. Hearing the commotion outside, Anne immediately went out to have a look.

When she arrived at the door, Anne saw the panic on Cherry's face. Cherry smiled awkwardly, "Auntie, why are you up? I thought you already went to bed."

Selma sneered, "Thank god I didn't yet! If I had, no one would have known how badly you've mistreated my grandson! You are a really good actress, Cherry. I trusted you! Get out of here now!"

She screamed her head off at Cherry. By now, Anne figured out what had happened. Although it was a victory for her that Cherry had finally been exposed, it still didn't take away from the fact that the baby had been hurt.

"Please give him to me," Anne said. "Please. Let me take care of my son. And Cherry, I'll settle accounts with you later."

Even though Selma didn't like Anne that much yet, she at least believed her more. It was now as clear as day that Cherry had been framing Anne all this time.

By now, Cherry was at a state of panic. "Auntie, please listen to me," she said, slowly regaining her composure. "Let me just explain to you what happened."

But everything happened so suddenly. As much as she tried to rake her mind for an excuse, she couldn't think of a way to save herself.

Before she knew it, a crisp slap hit across her face. Immediately, five red nail marks appeared on her face. In just a few seconds, her entire cheek swelled up.

"I can't believe you're still trying to defend yourself! I'll have you know that I'm never going to let Kevin near such a scheming, cruel and merciless woman like you! Get out! Now!"

The veins at the side of Selma's head pulsed with anger. Even though Cherry was not yet willing to accept defeat, she knew better than to confront Selma head on.

All the shouting made Kevin come out of his bedroom as well.

"What happened?" he asked indifferently.

When he saw the distressed expression on Anne's face, his heart suddenly went soft. "What's wrong? What happened with the baby?"

It was easy to tell that something was wrong with the baby from his tear-stained face, and he had never seen Anne so distressed.

"Now that you are here, you can make your decision. If this woman is still here, I will take the child away and take care of him myself!" Selma said coldly.