Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 30   Drunk?

Then she heard that Edward casually gave out his address and said. "You don't have to be so polite,

Mr. Brown. When we're done here, I'll go back as soon as possible. Don't bother about these trivial

things."

At this point, it was a bit too much to chat with him.

Mr. Brown was also a sophisticated person, so he stopped talking about it. "Okay, goodbye, Mr. Wilson.

I'll be the host another day, and we'll have a good meal."

Edward agreed.

On the side, Beth's heart beat fast. The hotel mentioned by Edward was just near her house. She

almost felt that this was fate and she must do something tonight.

Thinking of this, Beth pretended to have a headache and said to Mr. Brown. "Mr. Brown, My work has

already done. I have a bit headache, so I go back first."

Mr. Brown was in a good mood at this time. He didn't stop her, but secretly pinched her ass in a place

where outsiders couldn't see. "Would you like me to give you a ride?" Beth saw the desire in his eyes at

a glance and understood at once..

"No need, Mr. Brown. I have a headache today and want to sleep early." Beth also refused him secretly.

This old man was thinking about those things every day. Beth silently cursed in her heart, but

unfortunately, she would not accompany him today.

After saying this, Beth picked up her bag and quickly left the place.

Returning to the hotel, Edward called Irene. They loved each other for a long time and finally decided to

go to bed.

At this moment, a strange call awakened Edward.

He pressed the answer button with confusion and heard a familiar voice of a woman from the other

side of the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Wilson. Do you still remember me? I'm Beth."

Edward tilted his head and recalled that Beth seemed to be the person around Mr. Brown. Was there

something wrong with the contract. He couldn't help thinking.

"Miss Jones, right? Of course I remember. What's the matter?" Edward's voice was polite and distant,

which made Beth feel very uncomfortable.

"Well, Mr. Brown also said that it was rude for us to treat you in a bad manner when you came here. I

just heard that your hotel is close to my house. Why don't you come out and have a midnight snack

with us? I know there are many delicious dishes around here. I promise you'll be satisfied."

Hearing that it was not about work, Edward suddenly lost interest. He was impatient, but on the Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

surface, he still maintained a gentleman's attitude.

"No, Miss Jones, please thank Mr. Brown for me. It's very late today. Let's meet again next time.

Goodbye." After that, before she replied, Edward hung up directly.

At this moment, Beth, who was already standing at the entrance of the hotel, was fuming with anger.

Couldn't he understand her meaning? He doesn't want her?

Irene, your man was really interesting! Beth gritted her teeth and thought. Were there really men that

didn't cheat in this world? She just didn't believe it!

Anyway, Edward still had to stay here for a few days. The time was still long, and she had plenty of

time. We'll see! Beth secretly vowed.

The next morning, Edward received a text message in the early morning. He thought it was a text

message from Irene. He opened it excitedly and found that it was different from what he thought.

It turned out to be Beth—Mr.Wilson, good morning. Did you get up? There was a park nearby called

Crimson Rock Park, which was very suitable for running.

Edward narrowed his eyes and understood. It seemed that from last night, it was not Mr. Brown who

had ordered Beth to do it, but this woman's personal decision.

Edward smiled mockly, in the past he may accept the beautiful women who come to the door

generously or it might be a waste if he didn't, But now it was different. Now he was a man with a family

and children. This seduction makes him feel a little uninteresting.

Closing the phone, Edward pretended not to see this text message and went downstairs to have

breakfast.

Who knew that this was just the beginning. In the next two days, Beth still tried her best to ask Edward

out. From time to time, she sent him text messages. She found that Edward ignored her and also sent

love message, but Edward ignored all of them.

In the end, he was annoyed, so he simply pulled Beth's number into the blacklist of his mobile phone.

Even so, Beth was still looking for existence in front of him.

Just now, Edward received a bouquet of flowers sent by the waiter. The card in the flowers said, "May

you be happy every day, Beth."

Edward threw the flowers into the trash can without thinking. He had never met such an annoying

woman.

On that day's meeting, Beth looked very generous and elegant. Why did she still act so

straightforwardly?

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Beth finally met Edward at the dinner party that was arranged

by Mr. Brown. They hadn't seen each other for a few days, but he was still as handsome and heroic as

before.

Beth painted exquisite makeup, lifted her fishtail skirt, and walked over with a cup of wine.

Seeing her coming over, Edward was a little worried that she would do something outrageous. But

when he thought that it was dinner time and so many people were there, he thought that she wouldn’t

dare to do anything excessive, so he calmed down.

When she came over, the man opened his mouth as if nothing had happened. "Miss Jones, long time

no see."

Beth has a faint smile on her lips, but she is happy in her heart. Sun Tzu's art of war said that people

should first confuse their hearts and then attack them unprepared. She has worked hard on him these

two days.

"Hello, Mr. Wilson. It's been a long time." Beth's eyes were full of charm as if she had seen into

someone's heart.

Being uncomfortable by her, Edward couldn’t lose his temper on the spot for no reason, so he had to

find an excuse and go to the toilet.

...

Irene, who had been at home for several days, was very happy today. Today was the Edward's

birthday. Originally, she was still regretful for his birthday, but he was on a business trip and didn’t even

give him a chance to celebrate.

But yesterday he said that after this dinner, he would come back overnight.

As she told him not to rush, she was looking forward to seeing the surprise she had prepared for him

when he came back.

As she thought about it, Irene couldn’t hold it in any longer. She took out his mobile phone and wanted

to call him.

The phone was quickly connected. Irene said. "Hello." Then he heard a sweet female voice from the

opposite side. "Hello?"

It was Edward who went to the toilet in a hurry, without even carrying his cell phone. He put the phone

in front of Beth, and suddenly there was a call. She didn't want to care about it at all, but she just

wanted to wait for the phone to be hung up. Unexpectedly, she glanced at the name 'Irene' from the

corner of her eye.

Beth narrowed her eyes and flashed a sinister look that did not accord with her beauty. Is it Irene

Jones?

The next moment, Beth picked up the phone without hesitation. In order not to let Irene recognize her,

she deliberately changed the tone.

On the other side, Irene, who heard that it was not the voice of Edward, was stunned. Before she could

react, she heard a voice from the opposite side. It seemed that someone left the receiver and looked at

his cell phone. A voice came from far away. "Hey? Did I take the wrong cell phone?"

Then came the sound of vomiting from a man she could not hear clearly.

While Irene was wondering, the woman's voice became clear. "Excuse me, are you looking for Mr.

Wilson? He is drunk now. I will send him back to the hotel now. If you have something to say, you can

call me tomorrow."

"Hello..." Before Irene could finish his sentence, the other side had already hung up the phone.

For a moment, countless memories came to her mind. He was drunk, and in the hotel.

Edward and her had experienced the same kind of experience last time, hadn't they? Moreover, it was

also that business trip that allowed them to be together again.

It seems that as long as he was on a business trip, Edward could pretend to be drunk and make some

helpless mistakes after drinking.

Since the two people got together again, the uneasiness accumulated in her heart broke out completely

in heart at the moment.

Irene found that she still couldn’t trust Edward without reservation. She could even guess what would

happen to him when he was drunk.

Numerous complicated emotions mixed with worry and fear stuck in her heart. Irene sent a text

message with her almost trembling fingers. "If you are busy, just come back tomorrow. I'm fine."

I'm fine. Irene thought to herself.

But she couldn't help but feel a little sad, as if a big hand was severely grabbing her heart.

She suddenly found that even if she had a child and he treated her so well, she still couldn’t trust

him completely . She did not want to control him in this respect. She restrained him as if she was

afraid. But what was she afraid of? Irene did not understand.

But at this moment, she felt a little cold and lonely when she stayed alone in the empty house.

...

Beth took the phone away a little from the stranger who was throwing up outside the toilet and turned

off the phone contentedly, with cunning sparkle in her eyes.

Irene must have a feeling of betrayal now. It must be a bad feeling, but she had no choice because she

had fallen for Edward, Irene's man.

When she thought that such a high-quality man had stayed with Irene for five years, Beth felt that it was

really unfair. Such a man should be with her naturally.

As for Irene, she was the child of their father in his second marriage. Her genes is not as good as hers

and she still had something good that Irene did not have in her hands. How could she be willing?

In the past few years of studying abroad, she seldom cared about her family's situation and did not

inquire much about it. Previously, she only knew that she had married the president of the Wilson and

thought that she was lucky to get a large sum of money.

The president of such an enterprise must be old and ugly. But Edward is completely different from what

she had imagined.

In this case, she couldn't blame herself for wanting to compete with Irene!