Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 40 You Can't Do This in the Future

Edward rushed a few red lights on the road. He couldn't care so much. If he came late, maybe Irene

would suffer more.

Thinking of the basement that day, he couldn't imagine what would happen to her if something

happened to her again. He didn't care about her in the past because he didn't care about her. But now,

he placed her above his heart.

...

The Jones House.

Maybe it was because of the phone call from Edward. Although it was late at night, the Jones family

still came to the living room because of Edward's arrival.

As soon as Edward came in, he asked in a tone as cold as a thousand-year-old ice. "Jones, you are

really good at this. First time you lock her in the basement and hurt her,. Now you hide her again. It's

really interesting!"

His words were full of disdain and irony, as well as anger.

Beth was very happy to see Edward. After all, he was the person she liked. But all he said was for

Irene. She was really angry, but she still tried to keep her appearance as a lady.

"Mr. Wilson,I don't know what you mean. Basement? Hide? Why should we do this?" The tone was soft

and innocent, as if she really didn't know anything..

Hearing this woman's voice, Edward felt his scalp tingle. He ignored her and asked Sofia directly, the

chill almost seeping into Sofia's bones. " Mrs. Jones, don't you really know? ? Then I have a few

questions for you. Can you answer them for me?"

Sofia was stunned. This, if Edward already knew something, then she...

"Mrs. Jones, are you unwilling to answer me?" He pressed harder, wondering what they got up in their

sleeves.

Seeing Sofia's expression, Beth was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Sofia hesitated and

dared not answer, and anyone would think there was a problem. Beth scolded her severely in her

heart, and hurriedly opened her mouth, "of course, Irene is my sister and Sofia's biological daughter.

We are no less worried than you, aren't we, Sofia."

After saying that, she continued to give Sofia a meaningful glance. Sofia quickly agreed.

Edward smiled contemptuously, "It had been said that Mrs. Jones was sick and Irene came to visit you,

but you..." Edward’s unfathomable eyes turned slightly to Sofia and he said with a chuckle. "There

seems to be nothing wrong with your body. I heard that you were almost dying at that time."

Sofia didn’t expect that Edward would ask such a question. She was very stupid and really did not

know how to answer. She could only gently raise her head and glance at Beth, intending to ask her

how to answer the question.

Beth squeezed out a smile from the corner of her mouth, "“Mr. Wilson, aunt Sofia is aged and has

some health issues. She will be fine after taking some medicine and taking a rest. Irene came in such a

hurry because she was too worried. Later, she left when she saw Sofia had no problem."

"I didn't ask you!" Edward raised his voice and his anger obviously reached a level. "I'm asking Mrs.

Jones."

Beth had never seen such an angry Edward. After being scolded by him, she even shrank her

shoulders and cried. "We really don't know where Irene is. She did come, but the servants saw her

when she left. Besides, she is my sister, what can I do to her!"

After that, Beth still didn’t forget to wipe her tears artificially..

Edward didn’t want to talk with this woman anymore. The blue veins on his forehead almost bulged.

"Enough! I don't want to hear you. Open the basement!"

"Mr. Wilson, don't you believe me like this? Am I such a person in your eyes?" Beth said wrongfully on

her face, and she had so much hatred in her heart. Even if there was no one in the basement, she

didn't want to open it.

Edward snorted, "I don't take you seriously at all. You're nothing but a stranger to me."

If not for the fact that she was Irene's older sister, he didn't want to say a word to her. He would not

even bother to look at such a hypocritical woman.

"You!" After saying this, Beth almost cried when she ran upstairs. What was she inferior to Irene? She

had higher education background and better appearance, but...

The basement was opened and Edward went down in person to search every corner. After making sure

that she wasn’t there, he left angrily.

Out of Jones hosue, Edward sat in the car, with the steering wheel held by only one hand. His tension

and worry were mixed together. For the first time, he felt that he was incompetent. Because he couldn't

protect the person he liked. He clenched his fist and slammed the steering wheel, trying to vent

something!

The phone rang again at this moment. He was afraid and expectant for the phone. He was afraid to

hear about the unfortunate things related to Irene. He expected to hear the good news that Irene was

fine.

"President, I've found her. She's in the Second Hospital. She's fine!"

Hearing the news over the phone, Edward finally felt reassured. His chest rose and fell slowly.

Fortunately, he was fine. He quickly drove away and wanted to fly to Irene immediately.

The phone rang again. It was a new text message. He looked up while driving. It was a picture of a

man and a woman—Irene and Elio. They were very intimate.

Seeing this photo, he felt as if he had been poured with cold water. Although he knew that there was

nothing between Irene and Elio, his inner desire for monopoly still prevailed. She was the person he

liked. Now he only hoped that there were no other men in Irene's eyes except him, even if he knew it

was irrational.

...

In the hospital.

When Edward rushed to the ward, Irene had already fallen asleep. And the ward was terribly quiet.

Elio had been standing by the bed, but when he saw that Edward was here, he shouldn't stay longer.

After a few words, he said he was leaving.

Edward lowered his voice, "Mr. Ann, shall we have a talk?"

Elio nodded, meaning yes, and he went out with him.

"Why are you here today?" When the two left the ward, Edward stared at Elio and asked in a deep

voice.

Elio joked, "I thought you would ask what happened to Irene today." He said this with full reproach, and

Edward knew it as well.

But instead of answering, Edward said, "Irene will tell me when she wakes up, it's just you..." Edward

looked away, looked out at the dark night and said slowly, "it's just Mr. Ann, Irene already has me as

her husband. I hope you will keep a distance from my wife in the future."

Elio shouted in his heart, yes, I know she has married someone, but how can I not look at her? Elio the

original bright eyes were suddenly dim.

Finally, Elio took a deep breath and said, "I see."

He turned around and left along the corridor. His lonely figure was pulled a little longer in the darkness

and his steps were particularly obvious in the quiet corridor. After a few steps, he stopped but didn’t

turn around. Edward could only hear a voice coming.

"Edward, protect her well. She likes you very much." Yes, she liked him very much, Therefore, no

matter how much he likes Irene, he could only hide and hide where she couldn't see.

Edward returned to ward and sat beside the bed, looking at Irene. He had only not seen her for a few

hours, but Edward felt like time had passed for so long.

He reached out and gently touched her cheek. He found that her face was really small. Her palm was Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

as big as a palm, but she had stubbornness and pink lips. She looked beautiful.

He didn’t know if she had dreamt of something, but her mouth moved slightly. She was very cute . His

thin lips touched Irene. Although Irene was asleep, she felt the warmth on her lips. She opened her

mouth slightly and Edward deepened the kiss.

A moment later, the people under him turned and continued to sleep. Edward felt a bit funny. Such a

beautiful person would never let her leave him too long and too far in the future.

At dawn, Irene woke up. What she saw was a ray of light entering the ward through the curtain, which

wasn’t very dazzling. At the same time, she saw Edward, who she had missed for a long time last

night, and he was right in front of her.

"Edward?" She couldn't believe it. Was it really him or her own fantasy?

"Mm!" A cool and clear voice rang out. However, it ended up in the end of its sentences. It sounded as

if she had spoken it through the tip of her tongue for a long time. It sounded very nice and gentle.

As soon as he got close, Edward gently took her hand and put it on his face. He felt her hand without

callus was real.

It was not a dream. Irene accumulated for a night finally broke out in an instant. and sobbed. "Why are

you so late..."

She had waited for him for a long time. As for last night, if she was really... she didn’t know what to do.

Edward reached out his hand and stroked her back. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. In the future—" He

seemed to have made up his mind and said, "From now on, I won't let you to be like this."

He couldn't bear to be scared like this. He couldn't bear that she was missing, or that she was taken

care of by other men.

Comforted by Edward, Irene gradually stopped crying. But Edward still patted her on the back and said.

"Tell me, what happened to you last night? Did you hurt somewhere? Huh?"

Thinking of the scarred man last night, Irene bit his lip tightly and didn't know what to say.

"You don't want to say it? Hmm?" Edward continued to coax him. He must know what happened last

night. If it was really the people from the Jones family, he would never let them go.

Irene lowered her head and gritted her teeth, but she still told Edward what had happened yesterday.

When he heard that the scarred man actually wanted to do that kind of thing to Irene, Edward almost

went mad. The joints of his fingers seemed to crack.

Edward suddenly held Irene tightly, as if trying to pull into her bones and blood. He put his chin on

Irene's shoulder.

Irene felt his breath and heard his voice, "Irene, don't do this anymore. I'm afraid I can't find you in the

place I can see."

Irene put his arms around his waist and said softly, "Okay."

He doesn't care about photos. He doesn't care about her being with Elio for so long. As long as she

stays with him well, it's good that only he can touch her