Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Elio immediately stretched out his right hand to hold Irene so that she would not fall backwards. Then he steadied her body and said, "Are you all right?"

Irene patted her chest gently. Fortunately, the man's impact was too strong!

After saying sorry, the man ran away in a hurry.

Irene shook her head. "I'm fine. It's just a pity that I've only drunk one-third of my coffee."

Elio smiled and said, "We can buy another cup of coffee." He thought to himself that everthing would be all right, as long as she was all right.

"Yes..." The embarrassing atmosphere created by the discussion earlier was swept away. Irene said, "You are right!"

"All right, let us go! Miss Baker is getting restless." Elio gently loosened his grip, and strode out..

Irene agreed and followed.

As soon as he went out, Millicent just went out from the hall, still maintaining her usual smile. "I have finished watching it. I feel that my life had no regrets. Claudia is really amazing."

Irene walked over, took Millicent's hand, and said, "That's enough. You have said that  hundreds of times."

Then turning to Elio again, she said, "I'll leave first. The driver was waiting for me outside. I'd like to hang out with you next time." She then turned to Millicent and said, "Millicent, I'm worried if you go home alone. Why do not you ask Elio to send you home?"

Millicent was silent. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Elio. What if he refused?

Elio said, "I have no objections. I just don't know if that okay for Miss Baker?"

Spending time together was the first step to attract each other. Irene felt that this first step had been realized.

"It's Millicent." Millicent's voice was very quilt.

"What?" Elio looked at Millicent. He did not hear clearly.

Of course, Millicent did not dare to repeat it.

Irene knew what Millicent had said. She smiled and said, "Her first name is Millicent. You just call her Millicent."

Elio nodded. 

Then he stared at Millicent and said."Alright. Millicent."

as lovely as Elio. This was the first time that he called her

them alone. So she let go of Millicent's hand and

......

the newspaper in the living room for a while. By the time he finished reading the last report, he was already impatient.

entered the kitchen, the cook was discussing dinner with the housekeeper, and the arrival of Edward made

rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's OK, keep doing your job."

an hour later, the desserts was ready. Well, Irene hadn't come back

patience and said to the servant, "Call and ask why haven't Irene

having a good time, his call would make her unhappy. He

changed his mind and the asked servant to call the

...

replied that Irene was shopping in the mall and had

youself?" Compared with the dishes, the desserts were

sitting alone at the table? Send

However, as she passed by the mall, she suddenly remembered Edward's clothes are balck and white,so she decided to go and take a

been tailored, he naturally despised such clothes at the mall and may

certainly could not rush her, so he just waited for her in the car.

find the clothes appropriate for him. Although Edwad's figure was hot, not all clothes were suitable for him. Besides, Irene was a picky person, so it took

were silver-gray and women's were lavender, Irene finally bought them and them

she asked where Edward  was. The servant told her that Edward had been waiting for her for a long time in

He had already heard she had been back, but he was angry, so he stayed in

she just made, Irene

had just hung up the phone. He watched her come in,

seemed that he

table and smiled. "Edward, take a rest, you must have a

it's hard for Mrs. Wilson." Then he raised his left hand and looked at his watch on his

froze in

that you should go home earlier, but you didn't do it...For the sake of the coffee,I

was overjoyed and continued. "Thank you, Mr. Wilson, for your magnanimity. Please have some

take the cup from Irene, and his

not tell him about the spciy

didn't know Edward had sent some one to watch Irene all the time. She was his wife, not

believe that she

a rattle drum, as if she could not prove herself without doing