Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 6

Irene was lying on the doorway when suddenly something struck her from outside. The sudden loud voice startled her. As she stepped back, her legs went weak and she rolled straight down.

She was so weak that she almost fainted from the sudden fall.

She felt vertigo in her head. She was in a trance for a long time and did not even know where she was.

"Clang!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the silence, followed by the dazzling light from the outside.

Irene had not seen the light for a long time, and her eyes were very painful. She wept and quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes. She squinted her eyes and could hardly see through the gaps between her fingers.

In the glaring light she saw the slender and tall figure of a man. The light fell on him from behind and enveloped his tall and straight body, like a deity.

Irene slowly opened her eyes wide...

Edward came.

She... must be dreaming. Before she died, God favored her so that she could see him again as her last wish.

 Edward lowered his eyes, and then suddenly froze.

The emaciated woman on the ground was covered with dust. Her face was pale as snow, and her lips were dry and peeled, as if she had been long confined and tormented.

Could it be that she had been locked up in this filthy place since the day she disappeared?

Irene looked at him blankly and suddenly opened her dry lips, revealing a pale smile. She opened her lips, but her sound was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"You're here to save me..." She said softly as if she was on the verge of death. She was smiling, but so desperate and helpless that made others heartbroken.

"Irene!" He called her name and run toward her without hesitation.

Irene opened her eyes wide and looked at him, dropping tear after tear. She looked so pitiful and haggard.

Edward's heart contracted violently, and he could not help feeling intense heartache. He reached for her and held her carefully in his arms, frowning and asking, "What's wrong?"

Irene curled up powerlessly in his arms, and the cold smell of her rose to the tip of his nose. If it was a dream, she would never want to wake up.

"I could die on the spot." Irene buried her head in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. "But that's all right ... As long as I can die in your arms."

Edward's pupils suddenly trembled, and he clenched her slender shoulder. "Shut up! Don't say that!"

Irene smiled sadly and slowly closed her eyes.

She was too tired. Just let her sleep in the arms of Edward.

To be embraced so tightly by him was something she had never dared to dream of in the last five years.

"Irene, open your eyes and don't sleep!" For a moment, Edward was  panicking. He held her delicate chin with a confused look.

Her fingertips was frighteningly cold. This woman's body temperature was abnormally low.

He quickly took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around her. He picked Irene up and strode outside quickly.

Tristan stood by the door with a pale face. His scheme had been revealed, but he still wanted to defend himself.

"I don't know why she's here. It's not my fault... I swear"

Before he could finish his words, Edward suddenly turned and stared at him. His eyes were sombre, as if huge waves were brewing. Tristan shuddered at just a glance and did not dare say another word.

"If anything happens to her, I will bury the entire Jones Family!" He said coldly. He did not look at the disgusting people in the room anymore and left anxiously.

In the end, Celine covered her face and began to cry. She was an actress who had practiced the art of crying. She knew how to cry because she was pitiful and beautiful.

With his eyes slightly darkening, Edward said calmly, "Show me the email Irene sent you, and I will contact her later."

Celine nodded with tears in her eyes, and said piteously and helplessly, "You must talk about her. I do not mind if she often showed her dislike towards me, but this kind of video recording is really too much..."

Edward listened to her but still did not answer.

Celine wiped her tears. At the same time, she skillfully covered the surprise in her eyes.

She suddenly felt that Edward's attitude towards her was a little bit different.

In the past he would have been furious if he had known that Irene had plotted against them. How could he remain so calm this time?

And she cried. He didn't say anything to comfort her, but was absent-minded.

"Could it be that......he was not interested in her anymore?"

This realization immediately caused Celine to panic a little. She had tried her best for more than ten years and finally got his heart by virture of Irene's forcing him to marry her five years ago with the help of Irene.

For the past five years she had done her best to make what's been undone be done. The man, Edward, could be under the same roof with her, but he never touched her.

Finally, she pretended to be drunk and had sex with him. Then she had the baby.By using this as an excuse, she asked him to divorce with his wife.

Now that she was about to become officially Mrs. Wilson, no accident should befall her!

Celine lowered her eyelashes and calculated her with evil eyes.