Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 61: Who Fell in Love First?

In fact, what Edward said was very suspicious, and Irene could see through all the loopholes.

In the first place, Edward would not neglect his family simply because of work. Secondly, he was under

the supervision of both Eric and his father in the company. Last of all, ever since she found out she was

pregnant, his mother and grandmother would not allow him to come home late, and they also forbade

him from attending social activities.

Irene figured that since Edward didn't want to tell her the truth, he must have his own reasons. He

wasn't the sort to act without rationality, after all. Perhaps hearing the truth would hurt her instead,

hence the reason he hid it from her.

On that note, Irene didn't dwell on the heart-wrenching matter any longer. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mmhm, Edward, you must be exhausted after a long day of work. Quickly wash up and join me in

bed!" said Irene thoughtfully.

"Irene, you're so sweet!"

Edward didn't think that Irene would accept his explanation just like that. He could really feel Irene's

loving kindness and her trust in him.

He kissed Irene's forehead as he spoke, love and affection gleaming in his eyes.

"Edward, what are you talking about? Go and wash up," said Irene. She could feel the warmth in her

heart blossom as she listened to his words. She could finally see the fruits of her persistence, since

Edward finally noticed it after many years.

"Okay, Irene, I'll listen to you. I'll do whatever you say. If you tell me to go east, I'll be sure not to go

west..." Edward teased Irene. He looked at the easily flustered Irene, her reactions tempting him to go

further.

Edward wanted to tease her and see her happy expression, though it was actually because he found it

amusing.

"Pfft... Now go take your bath," said Irene with a giggle. She reached out and threw a pillow at him.

The current Edward was no longer the untouchable Prince Charming that he was back in their

schooling days. Back then, she felt that he was a very likeable person to all, but none dared to

approach him. All the girls at school would tell themselves to be satisfied just by admiring him from a

distance.

How could Edward have such a playful side to him? If Irene told Millicent about this later, they were

sure to have a good laugh. After all, Edward was the hot guy that everyone liked but didn't dare to

approach.

"Irene, what do you think of my skills?" asked Edward with a devilish smile after he caught the pillow

with ease.

Irene wasn't sure how to react to that, so she rolled her eyes and let him be. She could only wonder to

herself how he grew to be so narcissistic. The pillow was so big, and it wasn't like she threw it from

super far away. Even a little child would be able to catch it, let alone herself.

"Silly Edward. Hmph, I'm gonna sleep," said Irene as she feigned sleepiness. She yawned and was

about to go to sleep.

Edward turned around and walked into the bathroom. He took a quick shower and also went to bed.

Contentedly, his hand stroked Irene's round belly gently, for their child would be born in just a few more

months.

"That was quick," Irene said in surprise. It didn't take more than five minutes for Edward to come out of

the shower.

"Oho, are you worried that I didn't shower properly? Wanna see? I can guarantee my cleanliness,"

Edward said playfully as he placed a gentle and sweet kiss on her lips.

Irene was caught off guard by his sudden kiss, but she slowly melted into it, unable to pull herself away.

Feeling the way Irene responded, Edward was delighted and deepened the kiss. But he didn't expect

her kissing skills to be so poor even after all the kisses they had shared. It seemed like he needed to

give her a few more extra lessons.

Irene was about to suffocate when Edward finally let go of her, and she gasped for her breath.

"Irene, you taste so sweet. I can't get over it," Edward said with satisfaction.

"Hey now, Edward, can't you be more serious? What are you even thinking about all day?" asked

Irene. She was actually very happy when she heard what he said, but she was too shy to admit it.

"My dearest Irene, I will only show this side of myself in front of you. This entire day, I've been thinking

about the happy times we've shared together," said Edward seriously as he looked at Irene with doting

eyes.

"Oh my, I didn't expect that our school's usually cold and aloof Prince Charming could actually say such

a thing..." said Irene, touched by his direct confession.

After all, the person she had loved for so many years was now confessing to her. Although Edward had

expressed his love to her more than once, it still made her heart skip a beat.

She really loved Edward, so even if she had heard his confession of love multiple times, it was

inevitable that she would still react to it. Maybe it was because she was so in love with him that she

would have such an unusual feeling!

"Based on what you said, Irene, were you always secretly observing me at school? Otherwise, how do

you still remember what I looked like back then?" he asked, giddy from the thought of her looking at

him during those days.

It was proof that the person he loved so dearly had fallen in love with him since a long time ago. He

was happy to know that the person he loved also loved him back just as much.

"Edward, don't think too highly of yourself. How could I have been secretly observing you at school? I

don't have that kind of hobby... It's just stuff that my classmates like to talk about when they've got

nothing better to do. I can barely remember them," said Irene, trying her best to defend herself.

How could she ever admit that she had been pining for him all this while? It would make a certain

someone very proud of himself, and her weakness would also be exposed. She would never.

"Irene, as far as I know, you've always hung out with Miss Baker, or else you'd be working part-time.

She is a gentle and quiet girl, so she isn't one to talk about things like that," Edward said with great

certainty.

Back then, he had specially asked someone to run a background check on Irene when his grandmother

forced him to marry her. Now, he just wanted to hear it from her personally.

"Fine... Edward, I'll admit I liked to watch you secretly back then. It was me who dragged Millicent to

watch your basketball games. I've long since fallen in love with you, hence why I felt so tired in the past

five years," said Irene with a pout.

She liked Edward a lot, which was why she had persisted all this while.

"Irene, if we could go back in time, I would love you deeply even before you fell in love with me. You

wouldn't need to chase after me, for I will be the one chasing you instead. That way, you won't have to

suffer so much," Edward said in serious and loving tone.

Whenever he thought about how he acted around her back when he hadn't fallen in love yet, he felt

deep regret in his heart, for the things he said and did to her were so mean and unacceptable.

"Irene, I hope that between both of us, it is I who takes a hundred steps to get to you. All you have to

do is take my hand and walk by my side," said Edward as he gently stroked her face with great

affection.

"Edward, you treat me so well now, it's a sign that my persistence has paid off. What's more, I am very

happy to be with you now," said Irene, recalling the days she was head over heels in love with him.

Everything was well worth it.

Irene was happy she hadn't given up. True, if she hadn't liked him so much at that time, she might not

have gone through so much suffering, but not once did she ever regret it.

"Okay, Irene, I will bear all the hardships for us in the future. You should sleep now... Good night, my

love," whispered Edward gently as he held Irene in his arms and fell asleep with her.

It was a night of good dreams.

"Edward, why are you still here? You're almost late for work!"

Usually, when Irene woke up in the morning, Edward would've already left for work. She had slept so

soundly last night that she got up late today. It was almost nine o'clock when she looked at her phone.

She normally slept very early since she was pregnant, and she rarely slept in. After washing up, she

headed downstairs for breakfast.

But she didn't expect that Edward was still at home, and he seemed to be reading some classics. Next

to him was a copy of Shakespeare's "Hamlet" and a thick dictionary.

Irene still remembered that when she was in school, her teacher mentioned that one should refer to

these two books when choosing a name for a baby. Whatever name that was selected from it would

then be pleasant and unique.

"Ah, it's okay. Today's the weekend, and I deserve some rest too. Irene, now that you're awake, come

eat breakfast!" Edward said sweetly. He came back a little late last night, so he wanted to spend more

time with his wife. He had already taken all of his work to the study and dealt with it.

"Okay, let's eat together then," Irene said as she called Edward over.

"I've just eaten, Irene. You go ahead. Say, what should we name our child?" Edward asked, both

excited and serious.

"Have you thought of a name?"

Irene could not decide on a name for her future child.

"If it's a boy, let's name him Chester, and if it's a girl, let's call her Charlotte. Irene, what do you think?"

asked Edward after he told her the names he had thought of since the morning.

"So you've already came up with some names. I think it's good, but... should we also ask Mom and

Grandma what they think?" Irene suggested.

In fact, she could understand the implications behind Edward's choice of names. At the same time, she

also understood the significance behind it.

However, she didn't want to say it out loud, for she knew that Edward was always kind to her.

That was enough.