Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 43

Edward nodded, thinking to himself, it was luck he did not say anything bad.

Irene realized what Edward was worried about. She twitched her lips. "Edward, what are you afraid of?" She rolled her eyes and stuck out a finger. "Are you afraid that Mama might say something bad about your childhood in front of me?"

Edward walked over, held her outstretched finger, and gently placed it in his hand. Then he turned and put his arm around Irene's waist. "What can I do? I am not afraid of my mother's words, am I right, mamma?" Then he turned again and looked at Claudia with a serious and confident expression.

"Stop bickering. Your grandmother is waiting for us. Let's go and eat!" Claudia was very happy because her son was happy. She knew that Edward had rarely been loved by his parents since he was a child. Now that he had someone he liked and who liked him, she felt a little comforted.

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In the dining room.

The four of them had a good time. Cameron had brought his illegitimate son Eric back into the Wilson family and even let him join the company, so Madeline was mad to him and had not let Cameron come to her house. Besides, Claudia was here. They were going to be embarrassed to see each other.

After dinner, they cahtted in the living room. Irene drank some fruit wine which was not too strong. Since she didn't drink often, she still  felt dizzy and leaned on Edward like docile a cat.

Madeline and Claudia were both smart people. Madeline spoke first, "Irene is already asleep. Why don't you sleep here today?"

Edward touched Irene's babyish cheek. "I'd better go back home, I can not sleep well on a new bed!" he said to Madeline and Claudia, but his eyes still glared at Irene gentlely.

Madeline and Claudia had never seen such a gentle look. Of course, they know it was not Edward who recognize the bed. At a guess, Irene was the one who recognized the bed. He was afraid she would not be able to sleep on an unfamiliar bed.

Madeline took a deep breath, thinking that she could finally be reassured. Seeing thid couple loved each other deeply, she was relieved. "Alright, then, I won't stop you here.Drive safe. By the way, take these grapes with you. Irene likes sour grapes."

Edward nodded, and then gently picked up Irene in his arms and drove home.

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The Jones family.

Beth knocked on the door to Tristan's room and stormed in angrily. "Tristan, what's going on here? Why are the people you hired so unreliable? I heard they were arrested?"

Tristan had just finished showering and was wearing a bathrobe. He wiped his hair as well as talked on the phone. When he saw it was Beth, he hung up the phone and said, "I was out of luck. When that b*tch Irene was being taken to the hotel, her schoolmate popped up suddenly."

Hearing this, Beth was mad. "You asked that person to take her to a hotel? What did you think? Just find a random place and handle the sl*t, Why did you go to a hotel..."

"She was lucky this time. Next time, I'll definitely teach her a lesson." Tristan's eyes were filled with fierceness and hatred. Because of Edward, his business had been messed up and his father didn't liked him any more.

"No matter what, this time, you must “treat" her well." She could no longer bear the hatred. She didn't want to see her loved one to be with Irene.

Beth opened the door and saw Sofia walking back and forth at the stairs timidly.

Seeing Beth come out, she walked over and said, "Er... Beth."

Disgusted,Beth said contemptuously, "What?" She was in no mood to talk to this woman now. Besides, her tone became worse when she heard that the plan had failed.

"Has anything happened to Irene? Did you do it?" Sofia was not stupid, she knew that the thing had happened that day was not simple. She knew that Beth wouldn't had let her daughter leave easily that day. That was not Beth's usual style.

"Humph-" Beth snorted, "What do you mean? Aunt Sofia, you saw that I did not do anything to her before she had left ." After,Beth turned on her high heels, entered her room and shut the door strongly.

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Sofia was shocked by the sound, murmured, "It's good that it's not you. It's good that it's not you."

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Irene was awakened by the ringing of the telephone. When she opened her eyes, she had already returned to her bedroom. She had a slight headache, probably from the drinking. She got up slowly, picked up the phone without paying attention to the name. "Hello?"