Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 221

In the old house of the Fu Family.

Rose sat in front of the vanity table, browsing her WeChat moments as she carefully applied a delicate face mask onto her skin.

At that moment, a knock came from her door. Quickly, she took of her mask and went to see who it was. Upon opening the door, she saw Selma's scornful face.

Seeing Rose's face still wet and unkempt, Selma let out a sigh. "Rose, you and Kevin have already been engaged. Yet why does it seem like you don't even care?"

The accusation took Rose aback as she blinked in surprise.

"Kevin is very busy with his work," Rose defended. "In fact, he might be in the middle of negotiating a contract right now. How can I disturb him at a time like this?"

Even though she said this, she really did not know what Kevin was doing as he wasn't so keen on telling her anything.

Narrowing her eyes, Selma crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh really? And how can you be so sure that that's what he's doing?" Selma frowned and said.

"What else would he be doing then?" Rose countered. In her eyes, she saw Kevin as a busy man devoted to his work.

Hearing this, Selma slightly raised an eyebrow at her. "If you must know, I found that Kevin had grown quite close to Anne," she said matter-of-factly. "Don't forget that I've agreed to your marriage with my son because I was hoping that you would take good care of him. You better live up to those expectations, and make sure he doesn't fall out of love with you."

'What?' Rose thought, her heart sinking at Selma's words. 'Was Kevin... really seeing Anne?'

The sweet smile on her face faded away as her eyes darkened. "Don't worry, mom," she said solemnly. "I'll make sure Kevin doesn't leave me."

"Good. Remember, it's all up to you. If you get hurt by the end of it, then it is no one's fault but yours." Then Selma left.

Slowly, Rose closed the door and went to sit back in front of her vanity table. There was a restlessness stirring in her heart as she gazed upon her reflection.

'Anne better not get too comfortable with my man. I won't allow it.'

All this time, she didn't think that anything was wrong with her relationship with Kevin. As long as Kevin still came home to her, she couldn't care less about what other people said.

In the AN Group.

It was office hours, and everyone set about with their tasks in a disciplined and orderly manner.

Rose had decided to pay Kevin a little visit. For the occasion, she decided to dress up with a white gauze dress and a thick, mink coat. Everything about her exhumed beauty and luxury.

"Stop. What is your business here?" the security guard at the door asked.

Before Rose could say anything, he recognized her at the next second and bowed his head. "Apologies, Mrs. Rose. Please, come right in."

With a small smile, Rose walked in and went straight to the CEO's office.

Upon getting there, however, she found that the office was locked.

"Where's Kevin?" asked Rose.

Looking around her, she saw the employees glancing at her with fear in their eyes.

"Mr. Kevin is not here. What can I do for you?" the assistant asked.

"Where is Kevin?" Rose's imposing manner immediately came out. Although she had a sweet temperament, she was very intimidating when she had to be.

"We don't know. Mr. Kevin left early today. I think he might have had a meeting," the assistant replied with his head down.

But Rose knew that this was not the case. If Kevin really was on a business meeting, the assistant would've known about it.

"Okay." With a shrug, Rose turned around and left.

Although there was anger boiling up inside her, she said nothing more and walked out of the building.

'Selma was right,' she thought, clenching her teeth. 'I'm sure Kevin's with Anne right now.'

Meanwhile, in a western restaurant.

Waiters in sleek, black tuxedos walked from table to table, expertly attending to all of the customers' needs. A string quartet played in the corner, adding to the elegant ambiance of the restaurant.

Sitting opposite to Kevin, Anne didn't say anything nor did she look up to meet his eyes.

Soon enough, their food arrived. Taking a deep, resigned breath, Anne picked up a knife and fork and slowly cut through her steak she ordered.

A pang of pain surged up Kevin's heart. Anne had always been shutting him out, and it was not easy for him to ask her out this time.

"So have you thought about what I said?" Kevin asked.

All of a sudden, Anne froze. Carefully, she laid back her fork and knife back on her plate, looking up to sneer at him. "Do you really think I can accept this, Kevin? Rose is your fiancee. After you get your way with her in bed, you want to come back to me? Don't be so naive."

Sure enough, he understood that it was indeed because of what Rose had said to her that her resistance to him was so resolute.

"That's because my mother drugged me. I was caught off guard." Even though he tried to explain, Anne shook her head, not planning on listening to another word he said.

"Sorry, I don't want to hear any more excuses. All I know is that the damage has been done. Please, do not bother me again." Standing up, she grabbed her bag and quickly made her leave. Cussing under his breath, Kevin slammed his fist on the table. Leaning back on his seat, he rubbed his forehead, trying desperately to keep his temper.