Hunting for His EX-Wife

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Elliot’s words.

The next second, Leah’s pitiful voice came from outside the door. “Mommy, I’m scared.”

Rose blinked slowly and reacted quickly. She stood up and calmly pushed the man in front of her away as she walked towards the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Leah looking up at her. “Mommy, I’m scared. That old man was too scary just now.”

Rose gently touched Leah’s messy hair and whispered comfortingly, “Don’t be afraid. It’s okay.”

She took Leah away from the doorway without saying another word to Elliot.

Elliot stayed where he was and watched as Rose and Leah left his sight before sighing helplessly.

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He could only wait for another opportunity.

In Leah’s room, the little one nervously held onto her mommy’s hand and didn’t dare let go.

Rose picked her daughter up onto the bed and helped her take off her coat while gently coaxing her.”Leah is so brave, right?”

“That old man didn’t bully you, so you don’t have to be afraid,” she continued reassuringly.

Leah pursed her lips hesitantly before timidly asking, “But he looked really scary like he wanted to eat me or something.”

“He won’t do that because our little Leah is too cute! How could Great-grandpa bear to eat you?” Rose laughed softly as she patted Leah on the shoulder every now and then while helping her lie down on bed.

Leah clutched tightly onto her quilt with nervousness but also curiosity in eyes staring at her mommy.

“Mommy… is that old man really Great-grandpa?”

After a brief silence, Rose replied softly, “Mmm…”

Although she planned on divorcing Elliot, their child was his child anyway. Therefore old Mr. Harper naturally was Great-grandfather of her three children.

This fact couldn’t be denied no matter what happened between them.

Upon hearing this answer from her mommy; confusion filled the little girl’s voice. “But why is he so mean to Daddy? He doesn’t seem nice at all!”

Hearing this question made Rose’s eyes darken slightly as thoughts drifted away unconsciously…

Old Mr. Harper created Harper Group, making it world-renowned.

At the age of 30 or 40, he wanted to hand over the entire Harper Group to his son. But his only son died young due to indulging in pleasure in his early years and ruining his health. Fortunately, before the old Mr. Harper’s son passed away, he left behind two sons: Elliot and Jeremy Harper.

After his son’s death, the old Mr. Harper devoted all of his energy to Jeremy’s upbringing. However, fate is unpredictable and Jeremy also died in an accident. As a result, Elliot was now the only descendant of the old Mr. Harper.

In theory, since Elliot’s brother had passed away many years ago and for the sake of preserving their business empire, all of the old Mr. Harper’s attention should have been focused on Elliot alone.

However, for some reason Rose couldn’t see any affection from him towards Elliot; instead it seemed like he was wary and even repulsed by him.

“Mommy?” Leah’s voice interrupted Rose’s thoughts with confusion.

Rose snapped back into reality and gently patted her little girl’s head saying “Okay, darling, it’s getting late, let’s go sleep.”

She then began telling bedtime stories softly as she put Leah to bed that night.

The next day when Rose went downstairs, Elliot had gone off to work leaving her feeling relieved. She had made herself clear yesterday evening, hoping Elliot would consider things carefully too.

However, just as she was having breakfast together with Leah, they heard a familiar voice calling out “Rose!”

Recognizing Madeleine’s voice immediately caused Rose to furrow her brow slightly with displeasure, wondering why Madeleine was here.

Leah frowned unhappily, muttering, “How did that bad woman get here?”

Moments later, Madeleine walked into the dining room with Shawn trailing behind her, looking smugly pleased with herself as usual.

Madeleine wore a polite smile as she elegantly sat across from Rose.

“Having breakfast?” she inquired.

Rose continued to eat her meal, paying no attention to Madeleine’s attempt at conversation.

Undeterred by Rose’s lack of response, Madeleine continued speaking to herself.

“Yesterday, old Mr. Harper returned from abroad and made a special visit to the Fox Villa to see the two of us. He even mentioned how he felt sorry for us, as if we’d been wronged.”

“You might not know, but old Mr. Harper is quite fond of Shawn. He’s been very caring and concerned, fearing that we might be mistreated.”

“He learned we were still residing at the Fox Villa, and he insisted we move to this place.”

Madeleine’s gaze toward Rose grew even more significant, and her expressions were filled with an undisguised sense of satisfaction.

Rose didn’t pay any attention to Madeleine’s words and calmly gave Leah a fried egg.

“Try this,” she said.

“Mmm,” Leah replied quietly as she ate her food.

Madeleine felt annoyed that both Rose and Leah were ignoring her. She tightened her grip on Shawn’s hand and pulled him over to sit next to her.

“Shawn, sit here,” she instructed him. “Are you hungry? Why don’t you try some of your dad’s breakfast?”

She turned to the servant standing nearby. “We’re hungry too, can you bring us two more sets of utensils?”

Shawn remained silent as the servant brought over the utensils and left quickly without knowing who Mr. Harper favored more between them all.

Madeleine was pleased with herself as she picked up a plate of dumplings from in front of Leah and placed it in front of Shawn instead.

“Shawn, I know you love dumplings. Try these ones.”

Rose gave Madeleine a brief glance before looking back at Leah again.

“We’re full now; let’s go back to our room.”

“All right.” Leah obediently followed her mother out of the dining room while Madeleine brought Shawn along with her shortly after they left their seats.

The woman walked into the room without hesitation, taking a look around at the room’s decor. She then turned to the servant standing at the door and smiled.

“This room has great lighting! Please clean it up for me later; my son will definitely love it!” She then turned back towards Rose again.

“Rose, my son also really likes this room… why don’t you let us have it?”

While Madeleine’s words may have seemed open to discussion, in reality, there was no intention of compromise. She had come to assert her dominance and make it clear to Rose who the true Mrs. Harper was.