Ex-husband, Please Don't Come Near Me!

I came back from Daisy's house.

I called Troy. The call rang a few times and got hung up.

I called him again, but he just wouldn't answer.

"It is pathetic to think about it. How did I manage to make everyone around me refuse to answer my calls?"

Realizing something, I sent a WhatsApp message to Troy, which read, [Troy, the power is down at home, and I'm scared.]

In the past, whenever I said I was scared, he would rush back to accompany me even if he was on a business trip in another city.

But tonight, I waited for a long time, and he didn't come back.

I guessed it was normal for him not to come to me. After all, I had said such harsh words to him.

The weather at night was a bit chilly. I fell asleep on the sofa.

I was awakened by a burst of knocking sounds at the door.

I almost rushed over to open the door eagerly, saying, "Honey..."

At the sight of the man outside the door, I instantly stopped smiling.

It wasn't Troy, it was Joe.

"Hey, good morning." Joe greeted me with a smile.

I glanced at the bright world outside the window and realized that it was morning.

"What's wrong? You look tired."

Joe raised the paper bag in his hands to me and said, "I bought breakfast for you. Eat it while it's hot."

After speaking, he naturally walked into the house.

I grabbed his arm and said, "Joe, I don't like you!"

Joe was stunned for a moment. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Well, have you forgotten everything? Have you forgotten what we said and did before..."

"I'm sorry. I have forgotten everything." I interrupted him irritably, adding, "Joe, I don't know what I said to you and what I did to you in the past few months, but it wasn't the real me."

"If I have bothered you in any way, I apologize."

"Jessa, you..."

"I'm sorry, I love Troy, I don't want to divorce him."

I pushed him out, saying, "You should leave quickly. Don't contact me anymore in the future. Don't bring me breakfast anymore."

"Jessa, listen to me."

Joe suddenly held my face with his hands and looked at me, who was excited. Then he said, "Jessa, you have lost your memory now. I don't know how to explain this to you..."

"You'd better explain it." I looked at him.

I wanted to know how I ended up being with him.

At this moment, a slight sound rang out at the elevator door suddenly.

A tall man stepped out from inside.

It was Troy!

Seeing me with Joe, he, who had been aloof, was more indifferent in an instant. He even showed a hint of disgust.

He glanced at me and looked at Joe, who was still holding my face. Then he said slightly, "Sorry to disturb you."

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the elevator.

"Honey!"

I hurriedly caught up.

But the elevator door closed before I arrived, and it started to descend.

By the time I caught up downstairs, Troy had gotten into his car.

I rushed up and slapped his car window with both hands, saying, "Troy, let me explain. Joe just... just came to deliver breakfast to me. I don't like him. I only like you..."

Troy stopped the car with one foot.

As he slowly lowered the car window, his face was revealed.

"Miss Hawk, is this a confession before the divorce?"

"No." I shook my head anxiously, adding, "Troy, I do like you."

"Thank you for liking me, Miss Hawk."

His lips twitched. He then said, "But please don't forget what you said last night. Whoever doesn't get divorced today is a good-for-nothing."

Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

I stood anxiously in place.

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

I wouldn't divorce Troy, but Troy had made up his mind to divorce me.

"What should I do?"

"What should I do to make him forgive me?"

To win him back, I tried to recall how I had pursued him back then.

I secretly had encounters with him.

I secretly gave him chocolate.

I pretended to walk without paying any attention and bumped into him.

I pretended to have a task that I couldn't complete and asked him for help...

These tricks, which I used to play when I was young, should be useless to him now.

After thinking about it, I finally walked into the kitchen.

I spent half a day making his favorite meal.

During that time, I received a call from him. He asked why I hadn't arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau yet.

He went there.

I was in pain, but I could only force a smile.

"Troy, I made your favorite meal. Can I bring it to your company later?"

"Miss Hawk, I value my time."

"I know, Troy. Hurry back to work."

I didn't know if Troy was angry with me. He hung up the phone indifferently.

At noon, I brought the food to his company.

It was said that after five years of hard work, Troy had his own technology company, which wasn't small in terms of scale.

His company was decorated with great styles, just like him.

Upon entering the company, I ran into Monica coming out from inside.