Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 64

They came to a high-end French restaurant. The lights were low and strategically placed. The floor incorporated a white and black checkered design; the walls were dark gray, covered in vintage art, and the tables were small and white. The chairs were made of wood and wicker, alternating between plain and black. The tables were made for couples to be closer to each other.

While looking at the loving couples in the restaurant, Anne felt that this was the most unlikely spot for her and Kevin to eat.

People who came here were usually the closest lovers, and the two of them did not fit that description at all.

"I think we'd better find another restaurant," Anne said. "This really isn't us." She looked at Kevin to gauge his reaction.

He frowned and looked at her unhappily, inexplicable anger shone in his black eyes.

"Why not? What's wrong with this place?"

Kevin knew what she was thinking, and that was why he was even less happy.

"Take a look around. See that couple? And that one? Everyone here is very much in love. Don't you think it's kind of ironic for us to grab a meal here?"

Anne couldn't accept the fact that she was having lunch with Kevin in a warm and romantic setting like this one.

"Not really. A man and his wife should be fine eating here." The more this woman wanted to escape, the more he wanted to stay here for lunch.

"You know our marriage is a sham, right? It's a contractual agreement. You're the one that keeps reminding me."

Her words were still calm. She felt a sense of relief when she thought of it. Their relationship would be over the moment the baby was born.

"Even if it is a contract, you're still my wife. I don't want to hear you bring that up again!"

Kevin reminded Anne coldly as he dragged her to a seat.

The two of them sat face to face, and their expressions were passionless. Anne looked away.

"Mr. Kevin, we haven't seen you in forever!" The manager of the restaurant came to greet Kevin as soon as he found his VIP.

Kevin's face softened. He looked at the restaurant manager and replied indifferently,

"I've been busy. And that gives me a healthy appetite."

"Right. You must be very busy since you have such a big company to manage. Who is your guest? You usually come here with Miss Cherry."

Although Kevin looked indifferent, the restaurant manager was quite enthusiastic.

When she heard Cherry's name, Anne frowned. A flash of disgust flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she felt a little bitter in her heart. So he'd been to this restaurant before—and he'd brought Cherry along.

At the same time, Kevin's eyes turned cold when he heard the restaurant manager's words.

"Two filet Mignons, medium well. Open a bottle of Bordeaux red wine. I need some juice, too; my wife is pregnant and can't drink wine."

The manager was taken aback. He hadn't expected that this was Kevin's wife. He knew he said something wrong and felt a little flustered.

"Yes, Mr. Kevin. It'll be just a moment." The manager tried cover up his embarrassment, but it was too awkward. He left a little hastily.

There were only two people left at the table, but the atmosphere was oppressive in the extreme. Anne's face was even colder than before.

And Kevin was even more annoyed by her reaction.

Soon, the waiter served the food Kevin had ordered. Anne ate in silence. She didn't feel like talking.

"All out of words? That's not like you." Kevin frowned and looked at Anne unhappily, with flames shining in his black eyes.

"We have nothing to talk about." Anne cut the steak calmly without raising her eyes to look at him.

"But I think we have a lot to talk about! Anne, do you really hate me, or are you deliberately playing hard to get?"

Kevin didn't believe any woman would change her attitude towards him so soon. She was unmoved by his grand gestures. Maybe she was trying to attract his attention.

Hard to get? He was too narcissistic. The reason why she was so cold to him then was that she had given up.

"Does it matter? You're not going to listen to a word I say."

No matter what she said, Kevin would not believe her.

"Anne, I hate when you get like this, when you're so damn apathetic."

Damn it! He used to hope that she'd keep her distance. And then when that happened, he felt as if he'd lost something.

"Isn't that what you want? Please don't bother me again, Kevin. After I give birth to the baby, we'll have nothing to do with each other."

Anne couldn't stand this man. He hated her, but always found time to bother her. It had taken some doing, but she pushed him out of her heart. And here he was worming his way back in. It wasn't fair.

Kevin looked at Anne sullenly. His anger was building, and he had no outlet.

This woman wanted to distance herself from him?