Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 47 Who Is This Man

He was angry because of jealousy. Besides, he was behind Irene... Why was there always Elio?

It felt like Elio was thinking about his stuff all the time. He closed his inky eyes slightly and pressed his

hand to his forehead.

And Irene, who just came out of the bathroom, was embarrassed. Because she turned her back to

Edward, she didn't realize the change of Edward's mood.

Seeing that he did not move, Irene softly asked, "Edward?"

What was wrong with him?

Edward slowly turned around. Irene finally saw Edward's expression. Edward didn't look well, as if he

was bearing something.

"What happened to you?" Irene asked.

Edward coughed and leisurely said, "I'm fine."

Seeing Irene's worried expression, he continued, "I'll take a shower."

Irene nodded and then saw Edward walking to the bathroom.

Walking to the bedside, Irene found that the bag of pajamas seemed to have been opened.

By reason, Edward should be happy to see that she bought such a set of couple pajamas. Even if it

was not so exaggerated, it should not be what it was just now... Was he not satisfied with her own

tastes? After all, he liked black and white, and the gray color may not be his favor.

Thinking of this, Irene stopped drying her hair. She wrapped up her pajamas and threw them into her

closet.

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When Edward came out of the bathroom, Irene was still sitting on the dressing table with a cup of

flower tea beside her, looking thoughtfully into the mirror and holding her chin with her right hand.

Edward knew that it must be his expression and actions just now scared her...

He picked up a towel and walked to her. He used the towel to wipe her hair gently, but his eyes

unnaturally moved away. He did not want to meet Irene's eyes—at least not now.

"Edward, what are you..." Irene did not know what she had done. She did not like hiding her own

thoughts, so she would say what she wanted.

But before she could finishe her words, Edward put the towel aside and said, "I'll get the hairdryer."

Then he fast turned around .

Was this cold violence? If it had been in the past, Irene felt that no matter what Edward did to her, she

wouldn't have any feelings, because she had already been used to it. But now, Edward, who is so good

to her, suddenly didn't look like Edward in her impression.

Why was he so angry just beacause of a pair of pajamas? Was it worth it for him to treat her like that?

Irene finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Edward, what is wrong with you?"

She hated the feeling now.

What's wrong? How could Edward reply his wife? Could he say because he had sent some to follow

her and found she was always with Elio? Could he say he was mad because of jealousy?

Edward turned and said, "What's the matter? Why do not you tell me you came back so late just to buy

these two pairs of pajamas? Is not it for something else?"

Because of other reasons?

Irene did not understand what that meant. She did not need to lie. If it were not to buy clothes for him,

why should she come back so late?

It was fine if he didn't like pajamas, but what did he mean by throwing a tantrum at her?

"What do you mean?" She was extremely angry, and her chest was heaving violently.

"What do I mean? Don't tell me that you didn't want to see Elio?" Finally, Edward could not help but grit

his teeth.

Elio?

"What wrong with him? I just met him in the exhibition." That was all.

After she finished, she was onfused that how Edward knew that she had met Elio.

She looked up and stared at Edward incredulously. "How did you know that I met Elio? Did you send

someone to follow me?"

Elio? She was calling him so intimate. He didn't expect that they would be so intimate. They had known

each other since college, he would not forget the disappointed expression on Elio's face at the wedding

and Elio's actions in the ward that day.

Edward snorted, "Elio? When did you become so close? And, you said I would send someone to follow

you. Irene, am I that kind of person in your mind?"

That's right. Edward was not a good person to Irene at the beginning, but since he recognized his

intentions, he had been trying to make her accept him. Wasn't that enough for her to change her mind?

Was Elio the only gentleman?

Irene was speechless for a moment. She did not mean it, but if she explained it that way, it would only

make matters worse. Her lips trembled, but she finally said nothing, instead, she looked at Edward

without saying anything.

"Irene, what am I to you? Am I your husband?" he wondered who Irene thought he was. She was

already his wife, but she did not know how to keep a distance from another man. Did she have the

consciousness of being a wife?

Irene wanted to laugh. "What do I take you for? And you, what am I? Yes, I went to meet with Elio on

purpose. Do you have the right to control my social circle? I am your wife, nut not a prisoner confined to

this great house."

"You..." She said he had no right. Did she have no heart, then? Did not she see that he cared for her

more than he cared for himself?

For a moment, he really wanted to strangle this woman!

Edward took a deep breath and tried to restrain his emotions. "Okay, I understand."

After saying this, Edward staggered away and slammed the door.

In her room, Irene looked at herself in the mirror. What had she said? Had he left just like that? Her

stubbornness suddenly disappeared. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

As Edward went downstairs, the servant was taking out with the desserts he had cooked. He was going

to heat it in the microwave and give it to her when she returned.

But now, it seemed unnecessary. What he did was just a joke to her, a way to imprison her.

The maid saw that he was rushing down the stairs and his expression was extremely bad. She

hesitated for a while before asking, "Sir, is Irene still eating this?"

Looking at the bowl of desserts, Edward said calmly, "No, just dump it!"

She didn't need it anymore!

The maid was confused. She had seen his master make the it for so long, but now he was going to

dump it. What was going on? Did they have a quarrel?

But the maid just thought to herself and had no right to interfere. So she nodded and took it and

dumped it.

...

It was very dark, and Edward planned to drive away.

After staring at the bedroom lights in the courtyard for a long time, he sighed and finally drove away.

Right now, the two of them could not talk in peace, so it was better to saty alone for a while.

Edward took out his cell phone and looked at the number... Who was this person? That was so strange.

This person knew his phone number and followed Irene. What was the reason for doing this?

As he thought about it, a name popped into his head. Could it be Celine? She had done this on

purpose to stir up the conflict between Irene and him.

He took out his phone and dialed a number. He gently picked it up beside his ear and said, "Hello!"

...

"Hello there. Is this photo fantastic? With Edward's possessiveness, I am sure he'd question Irene. And

Irene is a stubborn person..."

At this moment Eric was standing on the balcony to his bedroom. He closed his eyes and said to

Celine, "In this way, quarrels are absolutely inevitable. Right?"

"I am very pleased this time. You know, the last photo did not make any change. I have a feeling that

the relationship between Edward and Irene is absolutely unbreakable." Celine grinned.

"Well, their relationship was not like what I thought."

Yes, that's right. How solid could the relationship be between two people who fell in love after just one

nap? She was thinking too much.

Unbreakable? When Eric heard these two words, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sarcastic

smile showed up on his face. "There is no unbreakable feelings at all. You have been with Edward for

so long. What had he done to you? If he doesn't want you,he is ruthless."

Of course Celine was very happy about this, because Edward had just called and said he would come

to her later.

However, the person on the other side of the phone talked about her weak points. She retorted, "You

are not Edward. You have no right to judge him! I love him, and I'll love him forever. Person likes you

will never be loved by me."

Women were really ridiculous. They were looking forward to a unique feeling. All men in this world were

the same. They liked the new and loathed the old, such as her father.

As for Edward, there was no difference. But now he was cooperating with the woman on the other side

of the phone, so he could not say too much.

He was not stupid to anger her.

"You're right. I have no right. You'd better seize this opportunity to make Edward back to you.

Otherwise, if you miss this chance, you'll loose it forever."

Celine certainly knew this. In the past, she chose to withdraw temporarily because she didn't want

Edward to hate her too much. In that case, she would not even have a chance to be friends.

Moreover, Edward's love for Irene reached a terrible pitch these days. So she woiuld not wanted to

bother him.

They now had a huge contradiction, Elio. She wouldn't just let this chance go.

Eric hung up the phone and went to his bedroom. He picked up his phone and made a call. He picked

up his cup and began to drink leisurely. The corners of his mouth twisted into a smile.

...

Celine stood before the mirror, excited and nervous.. Knowing Edward was coming back for her, she

did not know what to do. At that moment she was like an old imperial concubine welcoming the

emperor's arrival.

Thinking of this, she began to put some make-up on her face.

She wanted to show the best of herself to Edward.

Celine put on a pair of pajamas and waited on the bed, a complacent smile hung on her

face.