Infatuated with my Ex-wife

When Irene woke up, her consciousness was not fully clear. She slowly opened her eyes and the glaring light made her narrow her eyes again. She only felt a little headache and weak. After slowly adapting to it, she looked around and found herself lying on a strange bed. Where was this?

She tried hard to remember what she was doing before she fell into a coma. She only remembered that she came out of the Jones house and got into a taxi. She felt very sleepy, and then...

She suddenly sat up from the bed and found that her clothes were still there, so she breathed a sigh of relief. There were bursts of pain in her lower abdomen, but at this time she had no energy to pay attention to it. She only wanted to know what was going on.

At this time, the door of the room was opened.

A man in black came in, with a cigarette at the corner of his mouth. He breathed out the smoke and stumbled in. He smelled of alcohol. This man? He was the taxi driver.

Although it was dark and she didn't look carefully, she noticed a scar on the man's left face.

"You finally woke up. It seems that the medicine is too strong!" The man said with a sinister smile.

Irene was terrified. Was this kidnapping or something? She calmed down and pretended to calmly ask, "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

"Humph!" The man snorted. "Why did I bring you here? You can guess why I brought you here." There was desire in the man's eyes, and of course Irene can see what he want to do to her. Under the light, his ugly face made Irene want to vomit.

She didn't know what time it was. She was still out so late, and she wondered what Edward would do when he know all these. Now she was still tied here by this pervert. Who did it? A stranger would never kidnap her. Was it Beth or Celine?

"What do you want? How much money did the person who hired you give you? I can pay you double. Just let me go." Irene thought that this person only asked for money at most. As long as she offered a better price, he should let her go.

The man gave a smiled strangely, revealing his yellow teeth, "Bah!"

He came closer to the bed, and the smell of alcohol and smoke mixed, making it more unpleasant to smell. "I don't want your stinky money. I don't want it now, I want it... haha."

His treacherous face made Irene finally panic. She trembled backward and grabbed the quilt with her fingers. "Don't come over. I am pregnant, you can't do this."

The word "pregnant woman" made the man frown and curse, "What did you say? They actually found a pregnant woman for me?"

Obviously, Irene learned from her words that someone really hired this person. When he found out that she was pregnant, the sexual passion in his eyes faded a little. She continued, "Sir, you also have a mother. Can't you feel a mother's love for her children?"

However, the man suddenly became fierce when he heard the word "mother", as if stimulated by something, "be honest, although I don't like pregnant women, my friends like it. It's also rape. What does it matter who did it to you?"

After saying that, the man turned around and swung the door. Irene heard the sound of the door being locked. She stood up, got out of bed, went to the windowsill, and opened the curtain. It was a hotel, but she couldn't see clearly. It was dark, so she couldn't figure out where she was. She walked around the room and found no communication equipment. It seemed that they were afraid that she would call the police.

Edward, Irene repeated the name in her mind over and over again. She couldn't hold back her tears anymore. If she wasn't innocent, what would Edward do?"

She touched her belly and forced a smile, "Babies, I will, I will protect you..."

The outside suddenly became noisy.

"Women? Of course there are women here. That's my wife. If you just bring people in, I'll sue you believe it or not!" Irene heard the man's voice just now. Did someone come in?

She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, stood up, ran to the door, and patted it hard. "Here, I was kidnapped by him. Help me, help me."

When the door was opened, she saw Elio with an anxious face, "Elio."

"Irene, are you alright?" Elio's voice trembled, he was worried about Irene.

"I'm fine." Irene looked up. Elio could see Irene's panic. Her eyes were full of panic and redness, "Elio, why are you here?"

Elio saw that she said she was fine, so he was relieved and said, "I was meeting several clients in this hotel, and the person carried by the man with a scar seemed to be you, but I wasn's sure. So I called the hotel waiter first. Unexpectedly, it was really you."

"Stop, catch him." A voice came, followed by a muffled groan.

Elio and Irene finally realized that the knife-scarred man was trying to escape. Fortunately, he was caught by the guards and tripped on the ground with a fierce look in his eyes.

Elio walked over and took out his cell phone. His eyes were narrowed and a smile appeared on his face, but it was enough to scare people. "You want to run away? If Irene has any problem, I won't forgive you. If you have have anything to say, talk to the policeman!"

After the man was taken away, the two stood in the room and the atmosphere was a bit quiet.

Irene opened her mouth and said thank you to Elio. Just after that, Irene felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and her forehead began to sweat. She suddenly felt dizzy, as if something was biting her skin. "Irene, what's wrong with you?" Elio's voice rang in her ears. The love and concern in his voice were strong, but she lost her consciousness too quickly. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier. Finally, she fainted.

She only remembered that before she fainted, she fell into a warm embrace and a faint mint scent in her nose.

In the quiet ward, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Irene woke up in the smell of medical water. Her left hand was cold and painful. She moved her body slightly, and the person beside the bed began to wake up. It was Elio.

"Wake up?" Elio's eyes were still a little hazy. He rubbed his neck. Obviously, he slept uneasily all night, "Are you thirsty or hungry?"

"What happened to me?" Irene's face was still pale.

Elio picked up a pillow nearby and gently lifted Irene up. He adjusted a comfortable position for Irene to lean against the pillow. "The doctor said that you were only a little frightened and that the knockout powder caused your body to react."

Knockout drops? Irene remembered that no wonder she felt sleepy as soon as she got into the taxi. "Will that have any impact on the fetus?" Irene asked eagerly.

"It's okay, don't worry." It seemed that she valued this child very much. Even if Edward treated her like that, she also loved Edward and their child very much.

At the thought of this, Elio felt a knot in his chest, the girl he was really into. However, he could only watch from afar and guard her.

Knowing that the child was fine, Irene was relieved.

Wilson house.

The servants stood in a row, but they all lowered their heads in unison. Outside, there was thunder and lightning. Under the lightning, the manor inexplicably felt ghost-like. "So many people can't even look at one person."

Edward's clothes were wet, but he didn't go to change it. During the meeting, he received a call from a servant at home. He said that Irene went out late in the afternoon and hadn't returned yet. He left before the meeting was over. He didn't care about the faces of the senior officials and the unhappy faces of Cameron.

After returning home, he found Irene's cell phone in his bedroom with his missed calls and messages. He was secretly worried about where she was going and why she didn't bring her cell phone.

He went out to find a place that she might go, and also called to ask Shirley, Irene's best friend, but she didn't know where Irene went.

At this time, the phone of Edward rang. He thought it was Irene. He picked it up quickly, but it was his secretary.

"I've checked all the hospitals, but there is no sign of the Madam." Harry answered.

Originally he was a little upset when hearing it wasn't Irene, but now when knowing she wasn't in the hospital, he got a little comfort. Fortunately, fortunately, she was not in the hospital.

Edward threw the phone away, unzipped his cuffs, rolled it up, put his hands on his hips, and walked back and forth in the living room. As soon as he stopped, he couldn't help but be nervous. He said to the servant, "Continue, keep looking. If you can't find it, you are not going to have a good end either."

At this time, a maid rushed in.

"Sir, when I was going to clean up the room today, I heard madam answered a call. It seems that it was from the her mother." A maid said.

Sofia?

Edward was so upset that he forgot the Jones family. He was so anxious and confused that he didn't think of the Jones family. He thought Irene and the Jones family were incompatible and shouldn't go there. This thought reminded him of the last time Tristan locked her in the basement.

With more and more worries in his heart, Edward picked up the phone and dialed the number immediately.

"Mrs. Jones, did Irene go to the Jones house this afternoon?"

Edward didn't like people from the Jones family, especially Sofia. As a mother, she didn't fulfill half of her responsibility and made his Irene suffer, so his tone was very bad. Indeed, if Edward could pretend in the past, he didn't want to speak in a good tone at present.

When Sofia heard Edward calling to ask about Irene, she felt guilty and hesitated for a long time. "You said Irene... She came to see me this afternoon. I was ill. She came to have a look, and then went back! What? Didn't she go home?"

"Go back? Ha!" Edward tried to calm down. "Don't tell me you don't know where she went!" Since the last incident, he had known that Sofia was a liar. What she said could not be believed at all.

Of course, Sofia heard the anger in Edward's tone. She was also felt strange that how Irene disappeared. Anyway, she really didn't know where Irene had gone. Edward had no evidence, so she said, "Edward, I really don't know where Irene went? Maybe she went to a friend's house?

"Fine! Since you don't know, I'll visit the Jones family later. I'd like to see if Irene has returned to the Jones house!" At this moment, Edward was sure that the Jones family must have done something to trene. Outside, there was still lightning, but the rain was getting smaller and smaller. In the misty night, Edward drove away to the Jones house.

Edward was extremely anxious. He could be calm and self-restraint in the business circles and take every step carefully. But Irene became the first soft spot of his life.000