My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

Seeing that the two of them were fighting endlessly, Pearl said with a serious expression, "Enought Are you guys done fighting?"

not in the mood to watch them fight.

The evening breeze was so cold that she only wanted to go home quickly. She was not in

After Pearl snapped, the two men retracted their hands respectfully. At the same time, they sized each other up

p from head to toe.

Mare looked at the guy that had appeared out of nowhere. He looked decent, and his shoulder-length hair was tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He had bronze skin and wore a black shirt with the collar open. His chin was raised the entire time. He looked arrogant and wild Squinting his eyes, Marc thought, "Who is t this man!"

Quentin looked coldly at the man standing opposite him in a formal suit. He thought to himself, "This guy's skills are not bad. As expected of someone who has been trained in the SWAT team" "Are you Mare Male

As he asked this, he thought, "It's this brat who married Pearl and made her live a marriage life without love for three years!!

Mare was surprised this man knew who he was

He frowned. "Who are you?"

Quentin snorted. "I'm your did."

He walked past Marc, heading toward Pearl. A smile immediately appeared on his cold face as he opened his arms. "Come! Let me hug you" Without another word, he pounced on Pearl.

Marc's pupils suddenly constricted. His gaze turned cold. He could not help but want to step forward and pull Quentin away

However, before he could step forward, Pearl pushed Quentin away with a look of disdain. She frowned and said. "You smell like bad perfume. Stay away from me! Didn't you say you didn't want to see me? Then why are you here?"

Quentin smiled apologetically. "How could I not want to see you? I missed you so much! I just wanted to give you a surprise?

"It's a pleasant surprise indeed." Pearl looked up lazily. "When did

you get here?"

Quentin pointed at Marc. 1 arrived before he arrived and watched the entire fight

"You watched and did not help me?" asked Pearl.

Quentin smiled roguishly and crossed his arms. "You are more than enough to deal with these small fries alone. I don't need to do anything. I also want to see if you are still skillful after being married for three years. Not bad. You didn't disappoint me." Pearl rolled her eyes at him. "Cut the crap. Are you coming home with me or

"Of course. We haven't seen each other for so long. I have to have some fun with you."

Quentin wrapped his arms around Pearl's neck. Although Pearls expression looked disdainful, she didn't push him away. It was obvious that the two of them were intimate

Marc clenched his fists subconsciously. His eyes

eyes were red as he gritted his teeth and said, "Let go of her

Pearl and Quentin, who were fooling around, looked up at Marc..

Quentin looked at Marc's ashen face and suppressed emotions. He found it funny and pointed at himself, asking on purpose. "Are you talking to

me?

"I want you to let her Ma

Marc repeated through gritted teeth

Quentin clicked his tongue. In a rebellious person. The more others don't want me to do something the more I want to do it. You want me to let go of her, but I won't. She's not yourwife anymore. You're bring tou nosy" Marc squinted his eyes. He could not take it anymore and took a step forward, preparing to beat Quentin up.

*Marc,

read Pearl cally and stopped him."

n."You have nothing to do with me now, so it's none of your business"

She actually said it w

was one of his business?

Marc fel as if his heart was being stabled

He suppressed his anger and emotions as he asked her, "Who is this man? Is he your lover?"

She had just finished eating and taking photos with Hubert. Then, she was putting her arm around another man's shoulder. This man, that man.. Why were there so many men around her?

Pearl was annoyed by his questioning tone.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She thought, "Is he questioning me! What makes him think he has the right to question me?"

Pearl felt that this man was both infuriating and ridiculous. Every time her feelings for him bloomed, he would immediately infuriate her. This was Marc's greatest ability.

"Not everyone is like you, having so many lovers you can't forget. I'm not as affectionate as you are, and you don't have to judge others just because you are like that."

Pearl rebuked him coldly, saying "No matter who he is, he is my man. It has nothing to do with you"

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around Quentin's waist. "Let's go"

Quentin looked at Marc's ugly expression. He wanted to laugh. Pearl had taken her revenge. Now, she didn't even use vulgar words when scolding others.

Mare watched her leave with another man in her arms, He felt his chest was heaving and shouted, "Pearl!"

Pearl stopped and turned to look at him, but there was no emotion on her face. "Oh, there's something I almost forgot to say. Retreat your men, and don't let anyone follow me again. You're not allowed to follow me either. He had been sending people to follow her. Did he think that she didn't know? She just couldn't be bothered.

It wasn't that she didn't appreciate it, but she genuinely felt that there was no need.

After a

Fall, the time when she really needed his protection and care was long gone.

After getting into the car, Pearl took Quentin's phone and started tapping the icons and alphabet.

"What are you looking through? I have a lot of indecent things on my phone. Be careful when you look through it," Quentin reminded her with a

smile.

Pearl ignored Quentin's teasing and investigated who betrayed her through his phone.

For Damien to be able to wait for her on the path back to Rose Garden, someone must have revealed her itinerary to him, giving him this chance to stop her car. Few people knew about that path, so In the Woolery family, only one person had some relationship with Damien and wanted her dead.

I was not that difficult to investigate.

"It's really her" Pearl looked at the call log displayed on the page. Tina had been doing something. She had made several calls and sent out a map. The IP address of the receiver was where the Mosley family lived. This bastard sister of hers never learned her lesson. She was always up to something.

"Have you found out who was behind this?" Quentin tilted his head and glanced at it. He could not understand. It was fine for hin

but hacking was Hubert's strength. He was an amateur,

Pearl answered with a faint hum and threw the phone back to him. She leaned back in her seat tiredly.

Quentin tilted his head and looked at her. "Are you tired! Can I lend you my shoulder?"

Pearl closed her eyes and said nothing but leaned her head on his shoulder.

for him to fight and kill.

She held his arm and leaned against him like she did when she was young. She felt her mind calm and expressed her gratitude softly, "Quentin, it's great to have you here"