Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 275

Kevin rolled his eyes at his assistant. In a cold voice, he said, "It's a piece of cake. I mean look at it, it's nothing but a small plane!"

But the assistant's heart continued to flutter with fear. He wasn't convinced. Noticing his discomfort, Kevin pulled out his pilot's license and waved it in front of him.

"Oh my God! Boss, when did you get your pilot's license? You're awesome!" the assistant gushed, unable to hide his surprise.

"I got it when I studied abroad," Kevin said casually.

To his assistant, it seemed like a big deal. After all, it was a well-known fact that one had to meet very strict conditions to become a pilot. Everyone knew that even passing the physical exam was a difficult task. And here, Kevin had already passed the pilot's exam! This was quite an accomplishment.

From Kevin's tone, his assistant deduced that he had managed to pass the exam with ease. He couldn't help but dwell on how amazing his boss was.

The assistant sat dumbfounded for a few minutes. Kevin snapped him back to reality and said, "Ask the technical staff to process the collected information and send it to me in a week. I'll go back first."

He hadn't been home for several days. On one hand, he had to deal with Kim from the CY Group, and on the other hand, he wanted to give Anne a grand surprise. He had a lot going on at the moment.

A day didn't go by when he didn't miss Anne. He was eager to see her. He missed her so much that the mere thought of her brought a smile to his face.

The assistant noticed that Kevin was lost in thought. He let out a sigh.

In a western restaurant, Anne and Nicholas found seats in a corner.

A beautiful vintage chandelier was hung right in the middle. The table was reddish brown with dark pattern. The light was dim and the curtains were drawn.

Anne sat in the middle and put Eddy in the corner. As there was glass next to him to protect him, she was not afraid that he would fall.

Eddy was drooling over the mango pies on the table.

He reached out his tiny hand, but couldn't quite reach there. After several failed attempts, he sat panting.

Nicholas looked at Eddy with a twinkle in his eyes. Seeing that Eddy couldn't reach the pie, he reached out his hand and handed it to him.

Eddy had only a few teeth and so he chewed it slowly. While he munched on the crispy mango pie, no sound came out since it was soaked in his saliva.

When Anne looked down at Eddy, a gentle motherly smile lit up her face.

"I see that you are quite protective of your child. You cannot stay without looking at him for more than 2 minutes," Nicholas said softly, admiring her.

"Eddy's health isn't very good. I'm finding a way to cure him. This is the least I can do for him," Anne said, her tone suddenly turning sad.

She wanted to make sure she provided Eddy with enough love. Otherwise, he would be miserable in his frail body.

"Eddy is so lucky to have a mother like you," Nicholas said.

At this moment, Eddy tried to stand up from his seat, but he slipped, almost crashing with the table. Noticing this, Anne caught him and instinctively put her hand on the table.

Eddy was pushed safely back onto the sofa, but Anne's hand, which had collided with a knife, began to bleed.

Seeing what had just happened, Nicholas was a little stunned. He didn't understand why Anne had to put her hand on the table instead of just catching him.

It seemed like she had taken extra precaution. Didn't she care about getting hurt?

He gazed at her and asked, "Why did you have to put your hand on the table? Does it hurt too much?"

Nicholas put his hand into his pocket and took out some alcohol paper and Band-Aids.

Surprised, Anne asked, "Why did you bring these with you? Did you anticipate this?"

Anne found it quite strange but Nicolas behaved like this was the most normal thing. There was something natural about the way he carried it.

"It's a habit I picked up when I was a child. For some reason, I couldn't get rid of it and stuck to it for more than 20 years." Nicholas smiled and lowered his eyes.

"Well, quite a special habit," Anne said.

Seeing that Eddy had finished his mango pie, Anne stood up and carried Eddy from the sofa. Flashing Nicolas a smile, she quickly said goodbye and left.

In the East Mountain Villa, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

It was a serene night and the light shone in every corner. Sitting on the balcony, Anne pursed her lips with a faint look of disappointment.

She was holding a glass of hot water. As the wind blew, Anne shivered a little and tucked her hands into her sleeves. She was as silent as the night.

"Miss Anne, please go back to your room. It is getting quite cold here. I don't want you to catch a cold," the servant said considerately.

Anne nodded, but didn't get up. Instead, she said, "Why hasn't Kevin come back yet? Is he busy with some company work?"

As soon as she asked this question, she remembered something. The servant had said that Kevin didn't like to discuss business matters at home. Realizing her blunder, her face darkened.

"I guess so. Mr. Kevin came back home very late last night. By then, you were already asleep. He didn't want to wake you up." The servant recalled what happened yesterday.

"Well, when did he leave?" Anne queried.

Anne had woken up at seven o'clock in the morning, and by then, Kevin was gone. So she guessed he must have left quite early.