Begging My Ex-wife Back

Sunlight shone into the bedroom bit by bit—— "You're awake?" His frigid voice made her tremble. Lucy Morgan raised her head slowly and looked at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows dazedly. "Since you're awake... Here's your living expenses for this month." He lifted his arm slightly and tossed a limited edition black credit card at her with a cold expression. The edge of the card cut Lucy's tender skin, and she got a shock. Then, she said with a slight smile, "Honey, you treat me so generously." That credit card was internationally accepted and had no spending limit. Arthur Johnson had really gone to a lot of effort to keep her lips sealed. "But if I were pregnant, would you give me more?" Lucy flicked her hair back coquettishly while smiling and negotiated with him casually. "Ha..." He approached her step by step and leaned down slightly. Then, he lifted her chin and looked right into her eyes. "Lucy, do you think...you have the rights to bear my child?" There was a dangerous edge to his voice. Lucy clenched the card tightly and wrapped the blanket around herself as if she wasn't cared, but there was a hidden look of pain in her eyes. To Arthur, she could only be a high-end p********e at most. The woman who truly held his heart was the woman who had died seven years ago! "Lucy, always remember your place." Arthur frowned and narrowed his eyes fiercely. It was obvious that he was holding himself back. She blinked as if it was a pity and said sweetly, "Honey, I was just joking. We haven't even enjoyed our honeymoon to the fullest. How could I be thinking of having kids?" Arthur snorted and let go of her abruptly. "Even if you really get pregnant...the baby will only have one fate." Which one? It was needless to say. Lucy's smile froze on her lips. She could only watch as he left the bedroom in long strides as if he would catch a disease if he stayed a second longer. He left Lucy in a mess in the bedroom that was equally as messy. Lucy gritted her teeth and struggled to get out of bed. Her fingers were trembling. Only after a long time did she manage to take a thin stack of papers out from the bedside drawer. Her fingertips were white from how hard she was gripping them. The words 'divorce settlement' were attention-grabbing, and Lucy's section had long since been signed. She had obviously been preparing for some time now. ... Meanwhile— High up in the grand skyscraper that resembled the top of a pyramid, sunlight shone directly onto a photo frame on the office desk. The photo was yellowing slightly, and the woman in the photo bore a striking resemblance to Lucy. However, her aura was completely different. The woman smiled shyly with her lips pursed and her straight, black hair was at shoulder-length. While, Lucy always smiled in a dazzling manner and had curly, light brown hair. The two of them could be told apart at one glance. Arthur looked at the photo framed in glass and his gaze seemed to soften quite a bit. "Elyse..." "Arthur!" All of a sudden, he heard a gentle voice and caught a whiff of fragrant perfume. Arthur's eyebrows knitted subtly as he pulled his hand back like he was keeping himself in check. Lizbeth Byrd was wearing heels that were 8cm high and a tailor-made Chanel couture suit, looking beautiful and lovely. "Why are you here?" Arthur's expression was indifferent as he casually browsed through the documents in his hand. He had never liked women who were too clingy. "Because I want to..." Lizbeth said coquettishly. However, before she could finish her sentence, the office door was thrown open. The assistant rushed inside in a flustered manner and said, "Sir, madam sent a text." Arthur's hand froze for a moment and his fountain pen left a long trail of ink on the paper. "I've said this before, you don't have to report anything regarding that woman to me!" "But, but..." The assistant gripped his phone hard. Feeling fearful, he did not know how to answer. Arthur impatiently shut the contract file with a smack as a slight look of anger appeared on his face——Lucy! Morgan! That woman could make at least two phone calls and send him four text messages in a day. He would usually let his assistant deal with her, but he didn't expect that that wasn't enough to avoid her. A scheming woman who had climbed into his bed and a greedy woman who dreamed of achieving more was simply a maniac! "Sir, you'd better take a look." The assistant gritted his teeth and passed the phone to Arthur with shaking hands. In the past, the phone calls and text messages were very normal, but this time... Arthur's eyebrows twitched. He seemed to have sensed something and reached out to take it. When his gaze fell on the first sentence on the screen, his expression darkened at once—— "I've left the divorce settlement on the bed, and I will leave on the 12 p.m. flight to Southerland. I'm really exhausted, goodbye." "Ha." Arthur snorted and tossed the phone aside. "This is just another act she's putting on. There's no need to bother." The assistant took the phone fearfully and pursed his lips, not daring to say anything. At last, he left the office in silence. "Arthur, don't be angry. That kind of woman isn't worth it," Lizbeth comforted him considerately, but there was a trace of jealousy in her eyes. Arthur was a little annoyed. He raised his hand and loosened his tie. "Lizbeth, you should leave too." "Arthur, I..." Lizbeth's pretty face paled. She didn't expect to be affected by his anger. It was all because of that d*mn woman! However, when she met Arthur's icy gaze, she dared not stay a moment longer. "Arthur, I'll head off now. See you next time." She clutched her handbag and left hastily. She closed the door with a bang. Arthur gripped his pen with a fierce expression. "A divorce? Lucy, you don't make the rules of this game." The black ink formed a blotch on the paper, slowly blacking out the name "Lucy". ... The sky gradually darkened and neon lights lit up outside. The view was dazzling. Arthur glanced at the view of the night outside and sneered——Wasn't that woman just trying to get his attention? At that hour, Lucy would usually be preparing dinner meticulously. Since that was the case, he wouldn't stay the night at Lucy's apartment. He wanted to see what other tricks she was hiding up her sleeve! It was time to give her the cold shoulder for a few days to teach her a lesson. Just as Arthur was about to switch his laptop off, a news article popped up on the screen and caught his attention—— "At 12 o'clock today, the plane heading from City A to Southerland crashed into the desert. Of all the 30 men and 14 women on board, none of them survived!" 12 o'clock, Southerland? Arthur paused as his gaze locked on the words "none of them survived", but the screen darkened very quickly. Was it a coincidence? Or was it...Lucy's new trick?