Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 6

Irene was lying on the doorway when suddenly something struck her from outside. The sudden loud voice startled her. As she stepped back, her legs went weak and she rolled straight down.

She was so weak that she almost fainted from the sudden fall.

She felt vertigo in her head. She was in a trance for a long time and did not even know where she was.

"Clang!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the silence, followed by the dazzling light from the outside.

Irene had not seen the light for a long time, and her eyes were very painful. She wept and quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes. She squinted her eyes and could hardly see through the gaps between her fingers.

In the glaring light she saw the slender and tall figure of a man. The light fell on him from behind and enveloped his tall and straight body, like a deity.

Irene slowly opened her eyes wide...

Edward came.

She... must be dreaming. Before she died, God favored her so that she could see him again as her last wish.

 Edward lowered his eyes, and then suddenly froze.

The emaciated woman on the ground was covered with dust. Her face was pale as snow, and her lips were dry and peeled, as if she had been long confined and tormented.

Could it be that she had been locked up in this filthy place since the day she disappeared?

Irene looked at him blankly and suddenly opened her dry lips, revealing a pale smile. She opened her lips, but her sound was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"You're here to save me..." She said softly as if she was on the verge of death. She was smiling, but so desperate and helpless that made others heartbroken.

"Irene!" He called her name and run toward her without hesitation.

Irene opened her eyes wide and looked at him, dropping tear after tear. She looked so pitiful and haggard.

Edward's heart contracted violently, and he could not help feeling intense heartache. He reached for her and held her carefully in his arms, frowning and asking, "What's wrong?"

Irene curled up powerlessly in his arms, and the cold smell of her rose to the tip of his nose. If it was a dream, she would never want to wake up.

"I could die on the spot." Irene buried her head in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. "But that's all right ... As long as I can die in your arms."

Edward's pupils suddenly trembled, and he clenched her slender shoulder. "Shut up! Don't say that!"

Irene smiled sadly and slowly closed her eyes.

She was too tired. Just let her sleep in the arms of Edward.

To be embraced so tightly by him was something she had never dared to dream of in the last five years.

"Irene, open your eyes and don't sleep!" For a moment, Edward was  panicking. He held her delicate chin with a confused look.

Her fingertips was frighteningly cold. This woman's body temperature was abnormally low.

He quickly took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around her. He picked Irene up and strode outside quickly.

Tristan stood by the door with a pale face. His scheme had been revealed, but he still wanted to defend himself.

"I don't know why she's here. It's not my fault... I swear"

Before he could finish his words, Edward suddenly turned and stared at him. His eyes were sombre, as if huge waves were brewing. Tristan shuddered at just a glance and did not dare say another word.

"If anything happens to her, I will bury the entire Jones Family!" He said coldly. He did not look at the disgusting people in the room anymore and left anxiously.