My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back

Chapter 173

The stalker noticed Whitney’s menacing glare, pretending not to recognize him. He then fled with his

tail between his legs.

When he walked out of the private room, he scoffed. “What a vicious woman! She’d just throw you

under the bus! The fact is that she’s willing to harm her boss too!”

He said this as if he were a good person. Yet, he was none other than the one who tried. to drug All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Genevieve.

If Samuel hadn’t come in time, Genevieve’s life would’ve been ruined.

Whitney had been framed before. It was thus ironic that she’d use such a despicable trick on

Genevieve today.

She only dared to call out the stalker because she knew Ivy had hired the man.

Since the stalker wasn’t hired by Whitney herself, she wasn’t worried. This emboldened. her.

When Genevieve came to, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment. The room was clean and

tidy. It was designed in a minimalistic style, which was a style she liked.

She’d always dreamed of buying her own house through her efforts and decorating it according to her

liking.

This dream was about to come true.

Kimberly was a generous boss. Genevieve was conscientious and thrifty while working with her at

Larson Corporation for several years.

After finally saving enough for a down payment, she signed the property sales and purchase

agreement, the most important contract in her life.

The house was to be ready by the end of this year. She spent her spare time at her rented

condominium on weekends, visualizing the future and drawing renovation. plans.

The style she liked coincided with the room she was in.

She pinched her arm and hissed in pain, indicating it clearly wasn’t a dream.

Samuel was in the living room and heard a noise coming from the room. He quickly ran in to check.

Despite napping on the couch all night, Samuel slept restlessly, worrying that Genevieve was going to

be ill.

“Are you okay?” A voice cut through the silence, though no one was in sight.

Is this an illusion? Why does this voice sound familiar?” wondered Genevieve.

Suddenly, Samuel appeared in the room, startling Genevieve.

She couldn’t help but exclaim, “What? Why are you here?”

After saying that, she instinctively wrapped the quilt around herself tightly.

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“It’s my house.” quipped Samuel jokingly. “Why do you think I’m here? You should ask yourself why

you’re here instead”

Samuel’s questions rendered Genevieve speechless.

Upon noticing her bemused look. Samuel stopped teasing her.

He had to find out exactly who did that to her yesterday.

This posed an extreme latent danger. She was lucky enough to have encountered him this time.

Samuel’s cold eyes flashed with a hint of sternness. He asked. “Who were you out with yesterday?”

A flicker of surprise crossed Genevieve’s eyes. She asked, “How did you know?”

Samuel said gently, “I had a gathering with my friends and happened to see you there.”

Genevieve touched her temples, which still ached slightly. She had no idea how much she had drunk.

Genevieve didn’t remember drinking much, but she seemed quite wasted.

Given the look on her face, Samuel was certain she didn’t remember anything from last night. So, he

decided to tell her the whole truth.

“You were drugged last night,” he said calmly with a charming voice, which sounded. indescribably

pleasant.

His words made Genevieve turn pale with fright.

‘Isn’t that a really dramatic plot that only happens in novels and TV shows? How could this happen to

me? Genevieve wondered.

She subconsciously glanced under the quilt.

Samuel was amused by her cute appearance.

Samuel thought, ‘She couldn’t possibly think I gave her an antidote, couldn’t she? She’s a conservative

girl. I reckon if she lost her virginity, she’d probably be devastated.

Samuel’s lips curved up and said, “Don’t be silly. I saw you halfway and noticed that something was off,

so I sent you straight to the hospital. It was Edward who treated you.”

Genevieve was relieved only after hearing this. She said shyly, “I’m sorry for the

trouble.”

Samuel urged, “Do you remember what you drank yesterday? Who gave it to you?”

Genevieve tried to recall the previous night’s incident meticulously.

‘Everyone drank what was served. There was nothing wrong with the alcohol, then. What else I drink?’

wondered Genevieve, continuing to probe her memories.

Finally, she recalled that she had a glass of juice..

Soon after, Genevieve felt extremely stuffy, so she left the private room to get some fresh air.

She remembered bumping into someone and couldn’t remember what happened after that.

She did bump into a man who looked like Samuel. Or rather, Samuel was the she bumped into.

person

‘If that were the case, then something was likely wrong with the juice. The juice was handed to me by a

colleague who’s nice to me most of the time. How could this be? I’m not sure about this, mused

Genevieve.

She couldn’t think of any conflicts between them.

After listening to her explanation, Samuel agreed that the juice was what caused this.

‘Looking at this silly woman still defending people in this situation!’ Samuel thought, shaking his head

helplessly.

Samuel gently reminded her, “You mustn’t intentionally harm others. However, you must always be

cautious. So, be more alert in the future!”

Samuel accentuated the last sentence in a higher pitch as a stern reminder and an order to Genevieve.

Genevieve nodded like a little girl who’d made a mistake and murmured, “Okay.”

07:08

1 Feb

At noon, Christopher returned to the Levine manor for lunch.

Heather had gone on a trip, so Christopher went to see Maxwell and Lilian.

He didn’t want to be labeled as heartless when he went back next time.

Lilian had been busy in the kitchen all morning so Christopher could have a good meal.

At the dinner table, Christopher just remembered that Maxwell’s birthday was coming.

soon.

He was keen to know how Maxwell wanted to celebrate his birthday.

With a relaxed expression, Maxwell said, “I’m old. I don’t want an extravagant party. I’m content as long

as everyone else is happy.

In the end, he added, “As long as you bring the triplets and Katherine home, I will be happy with

anything you arrange.”

It was a simple wish, but Christopher felt extremely stressed.

Kimberly was incredibly popular now. Even the CEO of Patterson Finance Group was deeply devoted

to her.

“Indeed. Everything will go smoothly if our family is happy,” added Lilian.

“Maxwell’s birthday is a great occasion to celebrate, so we might as well celebrate other things,” said

Lilian cheerfully. “Since Ivy can’t marry into the family, let’s adopt her as a granddaughter. Maxwell,

what do you think?”

Maxwell also adored Ivy.

“That young lady is well-behaved, kind, and compassionate. She’s also Christopher’s. lifesaver. I’m not

opposed to the suggestion,” replied Maxwell.

Maxwell and Lilian had reached an agreement on the matter. As such, Christopher wouldn’t object to it.