The Pigeon Pair Saves The Marriage by Janice Gold

Chapter 5 Long Time No See

Separated by a door, the man’s voice sounded a bit muffled. Edith found it somewhat familiar but couldn’t recognize who he was.

Just as she was about to open the door, someone suddenly stretched out a hand from behind her, grasping the doorknob before she could. He opened the door for her. At the same time, a familiar smiling face appeared in front of her. “Please come in, Mrs. Peterson.”

Edith froze instantly.

She thought to herself, ‘He is Gideon’s assistant. If he’s here, that means…’

She immediately remembered the voice inside the room before, her expression subtly changing.

She turned her head, casting her gaze into the room. At the end of the conference table, a graceful and aloof man was sitting there, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his deep eyes fixed on her, smiling meaningfully.

“Edith, long time no see.”

Edith stood there, motionless for a moment, and then Ray Diaz, standing beside her, called out. “Mrs. Peterson?”

Edith frowned, giving Ray a cold glance, “Mr. Diaz, stop calling me Mrs. Peterson. I’m not anymore.” She paused and then looked away, fearlessly facing Gideon, and said casually to Ray, “Just call me Edith.”

After speaking, she walked in and sat down not far from Gideon.

Gideon looked up and tipped Ray a wink, and Ray smartly left the room and thoughtfully closed the door.

Then, Gideon turned his gaze to Edith.

The work she was asked to do this time was real, but it was also a trap for her set by Gideon.

Edith’s gaze fell on his fingers, which were interlocked on the table, and then on his wrists with blue veins slightly protruding. He still wore the watch he had been wearing since five years ago.

She subconsciously licked her lips, suppressing an inexplicable irritation in her heart.

She had once bought him a watch, but he never wore it. However, he never took off the watch he was wearing now. She didn’t know who gave it to him.

Gideon leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, his deep gaze fixed on her. He spoke coldly and sarcastically. “Edith, you’ve got some nerve, leaving the divorce agreement alone and just running away.”

With her makeup impeccably done today, Edith had a touch of aggressiveness to her usually aloof features.

She smiled nonchalantly, “Mr. Peterson, if I hadn’t run away back then, how could I be sitting here talking to you today?”

Gideon’s face darkened, and Edith, who sat across from him, spoke first before he could speak. “Mr. Peterson, I’m here for work today.”

After a pause, she looked at him provocatively. “I didn’t expect the renowned Mr. Peterson to mix personal matters while discussing work.”

Gideon’s expression remained unchanged, and he had a low chuckle. Then he called out to Ray, who was waiting outside. “Ray.”

“Mr. Peterson.” Ray quickly opened the door and entered.

Seeing Gideon’s look, Ray took out two or three sets of documents from a pile he was carrying and placed them in front of Edith. “Mrs…

“No, Ms. Jones, here are our contracts and the work you need to complete.”

Edith looked down at the documents, flipping them open and reading them carefully.

After the demolition of the old town area, many artifacts were uncovered. The company had already hired experts for appraisal, and the next task was to restore these artifacts.

Gideon observed Edith as she focused on flipping through the documents, her eyebrows habitually furrowing slightly. Suddenly, he was lost in thought for a moment.

He didn’t expect to remember these small gestures of Edith so clearly.

Then he quickly suppressed this unusual emotion, speaking indifferently. “This project is huge, and the government attaches importance to the museum’s construction. So, Ms. Jones, I hope you can give it your all.”

Edith took the pen Ray handed her and signed the contract, responding just as indifferently, “Of course, I’ll give it my all. It’s a task assigned by the association after all.”

Ray took the documents and left the office.

“If you have no…” Edith was about to excuse herself to leave when her phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

She frowned, apologized, and then answered the call.

“Is this Ms. Jones, Jeanne’s mother? Could you come to the kindergarten right away? Your child got into a bit of trouble here.”

When she heard this, Edith’s expression changed. “Alright, I’ll be right there. Please have them wait for me at the kindergarten.”

After speaking, she stood up quickly. “Mr. Peterson, I’m very sorry, but I have an urgent matter and must leave now.”

Gideon remained silent, his expression cold.

He rhythmically tapped on the table with his fingers, recalling Edith’s words, his brow furrowing deeper, his face growing colder.

He thought, ‘Kindergarten?

‘So the woman I saw at the airport that day was indeed Edith.

‘Does she really have children now?’