My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63 

Lindsay Woolery was still mulling over Mason Turner’s words of having a child to feed. However, the moment she heard the word “made up, the could not help but widen her eyes 

Made up? 

ex–boyfriend! 

Was the person sitting in the car Pearl Woolery’s es 

Pearl frowned slightly. “What are you making a big fuss for 

Mason quickly restrained himself and folded his hands in front of him. “Tim sorry, I was too agitated” 

Seeing that Pearl was not in a good mood, Lindsay quickly stepped forward and interrupted, “Pearl, I won’t disturb your work anymore. Just let Mr. Turner send me to Woolery Jewelry so that I can get used to it in advance.” 

“Alright,” Pearl agreed calmly. “You can ask him if you have anything you’re unsure about. Be humble when you’re there. Speak less and do more. 

Lindsay nodded obediently “I understand.” 

Then, she tugged Mason’s sleeve with her small hand. When Mason turned around and looked at her nervous expression, he was secretly amused As expected of his junior, she knew how to protect him. 

Marc 

Males stayed in Lucas Parker’s long–term rented suite at Beverland Hotel. 

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t slept well in the car, but his head was buzzing and it felt as chaotic as a party 

Pearl’s words kept echoing in his ears, including her expression when she spoke and the color of her eyes. Everything about her was unforgettable to him. 

She said that she no longer loved him. 

A bitter smile appeared on Mare’s lips. Anyone who had gone through what she did, of being treated coldly by him for three years, would be disheartened no matter how strong their love was. 

Not to mention the proud and self–respecting Miss Pearl Woolery. 

One could only imagine that she must have put down every ounce of her self–esteem when she stood in front of him with tears in her eyes and asked him if they could not get a divorce. 

Unfortunately, at that time, it was as if his heart had been blinded by poison. He only had eyes for Clarissa Santos and could not see any other 

woman 

Even though he knew that he was being cruel, he still decided that it was better not to drag things out and cruelly cut off their marriage. 

But now, he was full of regret 

The woman who had been silently waiting for him and sincerely loved him was no longer willing to stop for him. 

He had brought this upon himself. Who else could he blame? 

At four in the afternoon, Marc came to Woolery Group again. 

After Elowen Hawthorn got fired, the receptionists strictly adhered to the rules and regulations this time and no longer let Marc go up due to his handsome face. 

They liked handsome men but more importantly, they didn’t want to lose their jobs! 

Before Marc and Thomas Pearson could speak, the receptionists put on a serious expression. Tm sorry, sir. According to our company’s rules, you can’t go up without an appointment. 

Thomas stepped forward to explain politely that they had an appointment this time. However, the receptionists had learned their lessons. All of them were on guard and refused to let them up. 

Mare sighed when he saw that he was about to be rejected for the third time. Just as he was about to call Pearl, the direct elevator to the CEO’s office suddenly opened and Mason walked out 

He walked straight towards Mare and greeted politely. “Mr. Males, sorry to keep you waiting. Ms. Woolery is waiting for you in her office. Please 

follow me: 

Then, Marc followed Mason into the elevator under the shocked gazes of the receptionists. 

Chapter 63 

Thomas held his head high and puffed out his 

is chest. He could finally go up proudly. 

Pearl treated her ex–husband differently from the way she treated her business partner, 

The elevator went straight to the 17th floor. When Mare walked out with Mason, the employees of the CEO’s office stood up and greeted him respectfully. “Hello, Mr. Males.” 

It was not that Marc had not received such a treatment before. In fact, he was used to it. However, it was really not easy to receive such a treatment. from Pearl 

Marc hughed self–deprecatingly. He felt that this was too much for him 

Mason took the lead and knocked on the door. “Ms. Woolery, Mr. Males is here” 

Pearl was still working in front of the computer. When she heard Mason’s voice, she looked up and saw the call man in a black suit walking in. He had a neat tie and exuded a meticulous solemnity and rigor. 

This should be the first time she had met him in such a formal setting. It was quite refreshing. Marc shared the exact same sentiments. 

“Mr. Males, please take a seat.” She stood up, waving her hand lightly. 

Pearl was still wearing the same orange–red suit that she had worn this morning. She did not deliberately dress up for Mare, but her aura felt a little different from this morning. 

This should be the second time Mare had stepped into her office, but the last time they had parted on bad terms so he had not observed her office carefully. 

as quite similar to his 

The style of the office did not match her usual style. It was neither warm nor cold. Instead, it was an old–fashioned style that was office. 

After a quick glance, Marc’s eyes were attracted by a calligraphy painting. It was a landscape painting with a poem beside it. 

“Don’t listen to the sound of the leaves crunching. Just let out a roar and walk slowly. Walking on one’s feet defeats riding a horse when one is calm. Life goes on even in the rain.” 

It was a famous poem called “Sunflowers“. 

The quality of the painting and the brush strokes and ink were 

ere all of amazing quality. 

He stared at it for a long time and could not help but say. This calligraphy painting…” 

Pearl explained calmly. “It’s an imitation.” 

Marc looked back at her before responding. I know. Although it’s not real, it was imitated with extreme likeness. Who is the creator of this 

artwork!” 

“If you like it, you can have it” Pearl offered as she poured the coffee calmly. 

Marc’s eyes lit up in surprise. “You’ll give it to me?” 

Pearl looked up slightly. “Bring the four small enameled bowls over and we’ll trade” 

As he had expected, she wasn’t that generous. 

Marc smiled helplessly. “I didn’t know previously that you also studied antiques. I could tell at the auction that you were an expert”