Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 44

It was early in the morning.

Josie was woken up by a phone call. “Hello?”

“Josie, our director wants to personally give you a promotion and a raise. When will you be coming back to work!” Lydia’s tone was persuasive.

Josie’s drowsiness subsided a little as she listened to that. For the past few days, she had been particularly sleepy.

Josie rubbed her forehead and felt a sense of irony.

Prior to that, simply because of some words from Ashley’s manager, Dahon Corporation had fired her regardless of her years of efforts in the company. Yet, owing to her ties with Henry, they began to fawn over her.

“Lydia, no need. Since I’ve already been fired, I won’t go back.” Josie sat up on the bed. She had a bad headache.

“Josie, it was a misunderstanding. You see, the director made that call himself, so I think maybe you could do the company a favor. Besides, the salary adjustment and benefits that would be offered to you really look promising. It’s not wise to say no to money, don’t you think?”

Josie froze for a moment. To be honest, she wavered.

She was strapped for cash, so she needed a large amount of money.

In the end, Josie still chose to turn down the offer. ‘I’m sorry, Lydia. I can’t go back to the company.”

She thought, “Dignity and honor are all that mattered, after all”

To think that she had been so lowly for loving Henry for ten years, she could not imagine still relying on him to get an advantage at work.

Lydia wanted to say something more, but Josie had already hung up the phone.

Josie leaped up from the bed and entered the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she noticed that her face was pale, making her seem more miserable than ever.

The marks on her neck had not subsided. Those vivid fingerprints only served to remind Josie that Henry wanted her dead that fateful night.

It was then that a knock sounded on the door.

Josie returned to her senses and forced herself to hold back her tears.

Putting on a high–collar sweater, Josie glanced at the time. “Why is he here so early?” she muttered to herself.

Outside the door was Samuel carrying breakfast in his hands.

“I said I’d bring you breakfast. The workers were here early, so I came to visit.” Samuel pointed toward the opposite door.

Josie smiled. “Come in.”

“I remember you always liked the roast beef sandwich at Cutvine Alley. You haven’t changed your preference, have you?” Samuel pur the food on the table as he spoke. The sandwich tastes best when it’s hot. I’ll take you there next time.”

Josie appeared a little startled, for she was amazed by the fact that Samuel actually remembered what she liked to eat. “I haven’L..

Her taste had remained the same for the last ten years.

Unfortunately, she had never had any of those sandwiches ever since she tied the knot with Henry.

It was because Henry would never eat out.

“You should enjoy your breakfast, you know,” reminded Samuel with a frown when he witnessed Josie in a daze.

Obviously, Josie was still not over Henry.

Right then, yet another knock came.

At first, Samuel thought that it was the construction workers. He opened the door, only to find Henry standing outside with some fresh greens in his hand.

Samuel frowned and said, “What are you doing here?”

Henry’s expression darkened. Even his vibe became solemn the second he saw Samuel.

Henry walked straight into the living room and approached Josie with an overwhelming aura emanating from his body.

Clearly, Josie did not realize what was going on.

Tm hungry.” Henry put the ingredients on the table. “Why is he here?”

Josie’s fingers went numb. She did not respond to that question..

Never would she expect Henry to barge in with some ingredients and demand her to make him breakfast.

“He’s one pampered person,” she secretly commented.

“Are you seriously ill, Henry?” Samuel was speechless. “Instead of getting breakfast, you actually brought a bunch of ingredients and came to another person’s home in the early morning?”

“I don’t eat out.” Henry furrowed his brows at that.

“Then, you deserve to starve to death. Die already, will you? Don’t you have a housekeeper?” Samuel was so mad at Henry.

Not a word came out of Henry’s mouth. All the man did was look at Josie quietly..

In fact, he had no housekeeper at home. Ever since he moved out from the Gibson residence, Josie had been the one taking care of him. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

That was the reason he regretted choosing to divorce on impulse.

Josie had no intention to find fault with Henry. To her, it would be meaningless.

She went into the kitchen with the ingredients and suggested casually, “I’ll make you some spaghetti, Harry.”

There Henry was, standing in the living room, his visage getting grimmer.

Samuel narrowed his eyes, curling his lips upward. “Come, Harry, try this roast beef sandwich. This is Jo’s favorite, you

know,

“Shut up,” Henry warned.

Samuel continued to irritate Henry, saying, “Once Josie and I get married, you’d be my brother–in–law.”

Henry frowned and yanked Samuel by the collar. “Do you think I’ll let her marry you?”

“My dear brother–in–law, don’t be so hard on us. We’re living in a law–abiding society, so we all have freedom of marriage,” retorted Samuel in a low voice.

“Samuel, even if Josie can marry anyone freely, her groom might not be you. Don’t you ever forget what you did to her before you went abroad that year!”

The men were at loggerheads with each other, full of hostility.

“Henry! It was nothing niore than an accident Samuel’s eyes were bloodshot because of anger and regret.

“Should Josie know about it? Would she be thinking of it as an accident?” Henry shoved Samuel away and lowered his voice to warn again, “Stay away from Josic. You don’t deserve her.

Henry Gibson!”

As the kitchen door was opened, the two of them pushed each other away in an instant.

Josie stepped out with two plates of spaghetti and put them on the table. “Samuel, would you like to try some of this tomato spaghetti?”

“You’ll only be having this?” Henry walked over and noticed Josie having only roast beef sandwiches for breakfast.

“I like this,” Josie said indifferently.

“Outside food isn’t hygienic, remarked Henry in front of Samuel on purpose..

The food outside may be unhygienic, but still, there’ll be plenty of people who don’t eat at home. I’m no exception.” As Josie spoke, she took a bite of the roast beef sandwich. The sandwich tasted the same as before, but somehow, she felt something missing.

Henry held the fork in his hand and stared blankly at Josie for a long time. “Maybe the rumor between Ashley and I had really dealt Josie a great blow,” he thought.

“Why aren’t you saying a word? It’s not like you, asked Josie with a grin when she saw that Samuel was not his usual self. Deep down, she wanted to distract herself.

I’m excited to have you making me breakfast every day in the future. Samuel blinked at Josie, being cheeky

“What do you like to eat?” probed Josie.

“I’m not picky about food, but I’m very loyal.” Samuel did not forget to praise himself.

“Okay, then. I’ll make ravioli for you tomorrow.” Josie continued to divert her attention by chatting with Samuel

That would make sense, for she found it very difficult to stay focused because Henry was sitting right opposite her.

A fork was suddenly thrown onto the table. Wearing a gloomy mien, Henry questioned, “Are you guys living together already?”

“I’m considering it.” Josie mustered a smile, but her face was pale and her palms were sweating out of anxiety.

Samuel was stunned for a moment before he nodded. “Well, yes. I’m wooing Jo. Do you have a problem with that? If you do, hold yourself back.”

“Didn’t you hear what I said to you last night, Josie?” Henry sounded sorrowful as if he had been beaten up hard.

That feeling thoroughly upset him, for Josie had been sticking around him all the time. Yet, at that point in time, Josie suddenly belonged to someone else.

“I’ve heard you, Harry. I’ve also mulled it over. Both you and I know Samuel, and Grandpa Lewis also treats me well. Plus, you guys are good.friends. 1 believe in his character

Josie tried to dissuade Henry to quit pestering her, thus saying flatly, “Besides, Harry, I know you, too, hope for me to live a happy life. This is also Grandpa’s wish, right?“