How My Ex Became My Next

“Here it is.” Madeleine stretched out her hand. A simple ring lay in her palm and glittered under the light from the lamp.

The moment Jensen saw the ring, he remembered that it was the only “gift” he had given to Gilda in his three–year marriage.

Jensen took it from Madeleine and rubbed the inner circle of the ring with his thumb.

“J&G” was engraved on it, representing Gilda and his initials.

Jensen still remembered that when Gilda asked him to help her put the ring on, he impatiently said that he would do that later. But Gilda still wore it for three years as if it had become a part of herself.

Madeleine was unhappy when she saw Jensen looking at the ring vacantly. But she still kept a decent smile. “Ms. Lynch left such an important thing behind. Jensen, do you want to return this ring to Ms. Lynch or…”

“Why?” Carol cut in indignantly, “Gilda usually pretends to be gentle and obedient. But after she found she couldn’t dissemble anymore, she immediately severed her relationship with us and even turned against us. She is not a decent woman at all.”

“That’s right! When she first came to our home, I thought she was not simple!” Sherry echoed and made some rude remarks.

Jensen’s face darkened. He grabbed the ring box tightly.

His eyes darkened again when he thought of what the man said on the phone before. Anger surged in his chest. He was irritable.

Jensen thought, ‘It turns out that she has a new boyfriend. No wonder she was in such a hurry to leave!‘ ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

He then said in a cold voice, “Throw them all away.”

Hearing that, Carol said in a harsher tone, “That is right. Threw away all the things she touched at home. They would bring bad luck!“/

Sherry also nodded hurriedly. “Yes! Just do as my mother said. Throw them all away and buy new ones.” Jensen didn’t do anything. He looked around the bedroom and said to a servant not far away, “I don’t like others to interfere with my life. Everything in the room must be restored in one day.”

Jensen then pulled his tie impatiently and went into the bedroom to pack up his luggage.

Madeleine’s face turned pale all of a sudden, and she was stunned for a long time.

“It’s really troublesome. We just replaced some old things with new ones, didn’t we? Why does he get angry?” Sherry sat back on the sofa and muttered. “Gilda used to change the room style every day to seduce Jensen to sleep with her. But I have never seen him scold her in such a harsh tone.”

When Gilda was here, Jensen disliked her very much. Now Gilda had left, but Jensen didn’t allow others to touch things Gilda left.

Sherry thought, ‘What is wrong with him?‘

Carol was an acute observer. She noticed that Madeleine seemed to be unhappy. She walked over and tapped Sherry on the head. “Shut up! No one treats you as a mute if you don’t talk!”

Carol turned to Madeleine and comforted her in a flattering tone. “Jensen has a fetish about cleanliness and doesn’t like others to touch his things. Don’t take it to your heart…”

Madeleine turned a deaf ear to that and stared at Jensen.

This was the wedding room. Madeleine was afraid that if it was decorated the same as what it looked like when Gilda was there, Jensen would inevitably think of Gilda when he lived there.

But Madeleine also knew that Jensen was serious and she had to restore the room to its former

appearance.

That made Madeleine feel very uneasy. She pondered, ‘Jensen is not as indifferent to Gilda as he appears!”

As Madeleine watched Jensen pack up some clothes and put them into his suitcase, a seed of doubt was sowed in her mind.