Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 205

"Don't bother. What you want to do is none of my business." With that, Anne walked past Rose.

"I didn't do anything wrong. You two are already divorced," Rose murmured after a long pause.

She knew that doing this was against her own principles but no one knew what was going to happen in the future. No one could have predicted what was going to happen.

She kept trying to talk herself out of her guilt as she made her way to the old house of the Fu Family.

Just outside the East Mountain Villa, hardy trees we're planted. Since A City was located in the south, the tree always received sufficient sunlight and water even in the winter.

Anne lugged her suitcase as she trudged along the path. She looked back at the place that gave her a lot of sad memories. When she decided to leave, she felt burdened instead of relieved.

"Miss Anne, if you're going to leave, at least wait for Mr. Kevin to return home," the servant advised.

The servant knew how much Kevin valued Anne but Anne didn't seem to care.

"No, there's nothing left to discuss," Anne said plainly.

She was afraid that she would find it difficult to leave if she waited for Kevin to come home.

"Well, Miss Anne, why don't you just tell me where you're going? At least I can tell Mr. Kevin where to find you when he comes home," the servant said.

Unfortunately, Anne didn't respond. Instead, she got into the taxi.

"To Well Hotel." Anne only told the driver where they were headed after the car had driven off so that the servant wouldn't be able to hear it.

Anne didn't say a word throughout the entire car ride.

The warm atmosphere in the Well Hotel enveloped Anne. This place never failed to make people feel the spring breeze no matter what the season was.

This made Anne feel inexplicably sad.

"Don't be so sentimental. You still have a lot to do," she murmured, psyching herself up. She raised her head, holding back the tears that were brimming at the corners of her eyes.

There were shutters on the windows at the 2nd floor of Well Hotel. This allowed anyone from the inside to see what was going on outside. Still, their privacy wasn't compromised as the shutters shielded any outsiders to see the inside.

Dressed casually, Ian sported a beige sweater which he paired with khaki suit pants. His slender legs set off his tall figure. The way he carried himself made him look elegant and noble. But the people close to him could never be fooled—they knew very well just how arrogant and unruly he could be.

He liked to pass time on the 2nd floor, observing passersby. As he rested, he could read through people's minds just based on the looks on their faces. It served as a kind of training for him too.

The moment he caught sight of Anne, the look in his eyes shifted.

'Didn't she just go home yesterday? What is she doing here again?'

Shoving aside his doubts, he headed downstairs where Anne was.

When he noticed Anne raise her head, seemingly holding back her tears, his heart twinged in pain.

"I'd like to get a room for one month, please," Anne said hastily as she handed her VIP card to the receptionist.

"Hey, didn't you just leave? What are you doing here again? Are you purposely luring Kevin to find you here?" Ian asked sarcastically.

He had a nostalgic look on his face as if he was seeing a friend he hadn't seen in a while for the first time.

"Why do you care? Ian?" Anne sneered.

At the mention of his name, he was startled. It turned out that she did remember him. When he recalled his conversation with Kevin yesterday, the look on his face dimmed.

"Looks like you're trying to hide from him," Ian pointed out.

This time, Anne ignored him and headed upstairs.

"Hold Miss Anne's room. We don't have any rooms left in the Well Hotel," Ian said playfully.

"We don't have any bad blood between us. If you and Kevin aren't on good terms, there's no need for you to take your anger out on me. Is that how a gentleman should behave?" Anne kept her gaze frontwards, the look on her face unfathomable. Even though she was down and out, she still held her head high so that no one would be able to step on her.

"I'm helping you, Anne. Do you want to go back with me? I promise I won't let Kevin find you again."

Truthfully, Ian felt offended that Anne assumed he had bad intentions. Still, he swallowed his anger and patiently explained himself to Anne.

His enthusiasm coupled with his strange and unreasonable behavior was what made Anne wary of him.

"No, thanks. Keep your ideas to yourself. I'm not going with you," Anne turned him down without any hesitation.

"Anne, are you sure? Can't you see I'm just trying to help you?" Ian pressed in a low voice.

While the Q Group hadn't participated in the ranking of all the companies in the past few years, he was still on par with Kevin in terms of ability. He handled things smoothly that everyone merely obeyed his orders. Not knowing how to behave, he exposed a side he normally reserved for work to Anne.

Anne glowered at him. The atmosphere in the Well Hotel suddenly turned cold.

"Ian, how could you talk to Anne like that? You're going to scare her."

Mark and Ian had an appointment with each other at the Well Hotel. Just as he arrived, he happened to see this run-in between Anne and Ian.

When Kevin arrived home, he found that Anne wasn't there. This wasn't the least bit surprising to him as he had already expected this.

It was half past six in the evening. The granite sky was accompanied by foreboding clouds as the mountains in the distance were veiled in the fog.

He entered Anne's room only to find her closet open and contained remarkably less clothing now. Suddenly, he was hit by a terrible realization that she really was gone this time.

"Where's Anne?" Kevin questioned as he grabbed the servant by the shoulders.

"Miss Anne didn't say anything," the servant stammered, fear could be detected in her eyes.

"Did she go see the child? Didn't she say she would go yesterday?" the servant added.

The look on Kevin's face dimmed as he got in his car, wasting no time. He was going to look for Anne.

In the MH Villa.

The place was decorated with a lovely sunflower painting that hung in the living room matched with a light-colored carpet.

The moment Anne arrived, she was instantly moved. She didn't expect this of Mark—the place was so cozy, like a breath of fresh air.

"Well, do you like it?" Mark asked nervously.

"Yes." A faint smile appeared on Anne's face but it was gone as soon as it came.

This short-lived happiness was not enough to make her forget the uncertainty that her life was. All of a sudden, her chest tightened as her ill-fated memories flooded her mind.

"This is exactly Ian's style. It's curious how he looks so cold and indifferent on the outside when he likes warm and pleasant things like this." At the mention of Ian, Mark's tone sounded affectionate.

"This is Ian's style? He likes these kinds of things?" Anne asked in disbelief.

Her eyes widened in shock. Mark couldn't help but find her adorable.

"It's not surprising that you don't believe me but yeah, this is Ian. He may look cold and distant but on the inside, he's warm. He's a very caring person. When my brother and I were abroad, he was the one who took care of us," Mark explained.

Curiosity about Ian riddled Anne's mind.

Even then, she had no plans on getting to know him. Everyone had their own secrets. Even she herself looked strong on the surface but once she fell, she wouldn't even have the courage to stand up.

"I don't think it's surprising at all. Everyone has something that they're hiding. It doesn't matter if they want to expose themselves or not. One thing's for sure; it's definitely something that will affect their personality—just like now," Anne said matter-of-factly.