Flirting With My Ex-husband novel Chapter 368

But now he was pleading with her not to give up on him. Scarlett felt that Raymond was the most shameless and most despicable person in the world.

"I didn't dump you. I just walked a little too slowly."

He tried to justify himself, but his excuse was rather feeble.

Looking at him, Scarlett suddenly found herself wondering whether she would have been in heaven or in hell if she had never met Raymond.

But he had been the one who took her to a paradise afterwards, and he had also been the one who made her life hell.

Scarlett's eyes reddened at the thought of that." Sometimes I feel lucky you rescued me that day, but sometimes I strongly wish you'd never done that."

Raymond's heart throbbed. "I feel lucky I rescued you that day."

If he and Scarlett had never met, he would probably die rich and alone as Alexander said he would.

Raymond closed his eyes. "Stop avoiding me, Scarlett. I'm thirty-three now."

Most other men had two children at this age, but he

hadn't even gotten his wife back.

The mere thought of it filled Raymond with self-pity.

Scarlett sniffled and snorted with a smile, "Even if you were forty-three, why should I care?"

"I want to start a family, Scarlett."

Scarlett pressed her lips together and suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

It had never crossed her mind that someday she would hear Raymond say such words.

Family?

Raymond needed a family?

It struck her that Raymond had never known what family was during their three-year marriage.

Raymond knew what she was thinking about. He lifted his hand and stroked the corner of her eye. Having felt no tears, he was relieved.

"You still want to avoid me?"

He looked at her stubbornly.

Scarlett's mind was in a whirl. "I really never thought o f getting back together with you. No, we were never together. I mean, I never thought of letting my feelings for you continue to exist."

She had decided to get over him. Although it would take time, she was positive she could do it. Her life would be as long as eighty or ninety years, and a decade was only one ninth of it.

"I know. I never thought I'd develop feelings for you, Scarlett."

After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "You might not believe it, but I really never believed in love or anything like that."

The likes of him believed in nothing but interests.

Scarlett had been the one who breached the shell and let him see what love was like.

"You should hold on to that."

"You're the only one I want to hold on to."