Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 33

When he got home, Edward found that Irene hadn’t returned home yet. He wanted to call her, but after thinking for a while, he gave up this idea.

After dinner, Edward went upstairs to deal with the business.

"Master, it is bad for your health to stay up late. Please drink the soup of tremella." Meanwhile, the servant Carolina served Edward a bowl of tremella soup that was still steamingly hot.

"Has Madam not returned yet?" Edward stopped his work, turned his head to look at Carolina, and suddenly spoke.

"M...Madam hasn't came back yet. I think she must have something important out there..." Carolina was afraid that Edward was angry with Irene because of her late return, so she could not help defending her.

"It's alright now. You may go!"

After Carolina left the room, Edward looked at the European-style clock hanging on the wall of the study. The hour hand pointed toward nine of the clock.

"I am sorry, the number you dialed is no longer in service..." Edward picked up the cell phone on the desk and called Irene again and again. The cold female voice was always heard on the other end of the phone.

For some reason, Edward was a little nervous. "She's alone and pregnant, if anything happens..." He could not help thinking.

Thinking of this possibility, he became more and more flustered.

He could not even wait until he changed clothes, picked up his cell phone, and was already leaving the room.

At this time, someone sent him a message. When Edward saw that it wasn’t Irene's message, he only glanced at it hurriedly.

But the content was enough to shock him.

"Good, very good, really f*cking good..." He was worried about her at home, but outside she was with another man, smiling so cheerfully.

Fueled by anger, Edward threw the phone at the wall of the study, whereupon the phone immediately shattered into pieces.

...

When Irene just returned home, she found that Edward had fallen asleep.

Her mobile phone was automatically shut down because it was out of power. She did not know if the man was worrying about her.

Irene's mood at this moment was like falling into an ice-house. These days she had grown accustomed to Edward's meticulous care. In the past, Edward had treated her worse, but she could still smile. Now she could no longer take his indifference toward her in stride.

It seemed that she was too greedy and had begged for something she should not have fancied.

After she came out of the bathroom, she went to bed. With her back to Edward’s back, she couldn’t fall asleep for a long time.

Indeed, Edward was not asleep. When she returned, Edward already knew. However, he did not dare to ask her. He was afraid to hear the answer that made his heart ache, and he was also afraid that his great anger would hurt her.

That night, they slept on the same bed but with different thinkings.

...

The next day, after Edward had instructed his private driver to look after Irene, he drove to the company alone. It was the first time they had been apart in months.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you a latest gossip that the president and his wife didn't come to the company together today!" A woman's voice suddenly appeared and broke the silence of the bathroom.

"Really?" Several voices appeared at the same time.

"It's true. I saw the president drive to the company, and Mrs. Wilson arrived later."

"Aren't they doing well in their relationship?"

"That's right."

"The principal imperial concubine will be banished to the cold palace again..."

This sentence just came into Irene's ears as she rushed to the company.

The imperial concubine was about to be banished to the cold palace. These word, like a curse, kept lingering in her ears for a long time.

Yes, how sad that was. She was no different from the women of the old court. She longed for her husband's favor. But after all, his love was not hers.

When they left, they didn’t notice Irene coming out from behind.

Walking out, Irene placed her hands on the sink. Looking at the gaunt woman in the mirror, Irene scooped up a handful of water and poured it on her face.

When she felt that her mood had normalised, Irene fixed her makeup and clothes, restored her elegant and competent appearance, and went out.

...

Last night, Edward slept early and left early this morning. He really cared about Irene's relationship with Elio.

Even though he knew that there could be nothing between them, he still could not accept that his beloved wife was with another man. More than that, this man had bad intentions for Irene.

But he was angry. He didn't look for Irene, and Irene didn't take the initiative to look for him, which made him angrier.