Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 33

"Why?" Anne didn't know what was on Kevin's mind, but how could she not be on her guard when he suddenly said that? She stared at the man in front of her with a serious expression.

Kevin chuckled, "Isn't that what you want?"

"Of course it is." With a smile on her face, Anne added, "But I also know a saying. 'If I get what I want, that will be my luck; if not, my fate.' That's all."

Kevin shook his head, stood up and walked to the bedside. He seemed to be tired and plopped down on the bed. The mattress yielded to his weight, and Kevin found a comfortable posture to sleep in.

"Come here and get some shut-eye. I can't be with you tomorrow."

Kevin's voice was muffled from the quilt, but Anne could hear him clearly. She stood up and walked towards Kevin obediently. She wasn't going to do anything to make him mad. If he was happy, he might make her happy.

Finally, Kevin was willing to set her free.

Lying next to him, Anne felt very peaceful.

She could hear everything, especially Kevin. His breath and heartbeat were so clear that they kept the time like a clock. It was quite soothing.

Anne closed her eyes. At that moment, Kevin was the man she had been longing for, and the man she had been pursuing in her heart. But once some feelings disappeared, they would never again taste as sweet.

That was Kevin.

In the past, she did everything for love. But later, she thought it was stupid.

She curled up and tried her best to clear her mind. But when she had mastered her thoughts, she felt a hand on her belly.

She couldn't help trembling and suddenly opened her eyes.

In front of her was a face so close to her that she could see his pores.

The face that she saw should have made her run wild. In fact, it only made her fearful.

The hand on her abdomen was quite warm.

He looked at her, eyes close to hers. He couldn't remember how many times he had fallen asleep being so near her.

But this time, the feeling was totally different.

The two of them kept silent for a while. Finally, Kevin spoke first.

"Can the baby move?" He moved his hand to different places, trying to feel his child.

It was so strange that there was a new life in this world. He wondered what the baby was doing in there and what it would look like when it came out.

What a strange question! "Yes, it can," said Anne, nodding her head.

Although it was only a month, Anne always felt that there was something inside her. She didn't know if it had moved, but she could feel that there was something there that was connected with her heart.

As long as she was sad, the child would be sad, too.

If she was happy, the baby there would also be happy.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?"

Kevin curled up beside Anne and slowly approached her with a very serious look.

Anne looked downwards, sadness in her eyes.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

A boy meant that Anne would leave the Fu Family. If it was a girl, she still had to stay.

She didn't know what she wanted, but she knew that Kevin wanted a boy. As long as the baby in her abdomen was a boy, they would split up, and have nothing to do with each other from then on.

Kevin glanced at her and said nothing.

Anne smiled. "I hope it's a boy."

"Really?" Kevin withdrew his hand from her belly with a cold expression.

The warmth on her abdomen disappeared. Anne turned over in bed, her back to Kevin.

She closed her eyes, and a tear streaked across her face.

Somehow, she just felt despair. She wanted to cry, but she had no reason. And she couldn't cry if she was not allowed to.

Looking at her lovely slender body, Kevin wanted to hug her. But he thought better of it, and rested his hand by his side.

The woman in front of him was the one he hated. He shouldn't feel anything for her.

When he closed his eyes, the image of Cherry's face came up in his mind.

Yes, that was the one Kevin should be thinking about.

In the private villa, in the brightly lit hall, a fair-skinned man sat on the sofa. He lowered his head slightly, without any expression on his face, and no one knew what was in his head.

"What are you thinking about?"

His assistant Charlie sat beside him and handed him a cup of coffee.

Ryan raised his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"What's wrong with you? You look like your thoughts are a thousand miles away."

Charlie had been following Ryan all along. Ryan's current state naturally made him a little worried.