Hunting for His EX-Wife

Elliot’s brow furrowed tighter and he tapped the table, interrupting Madeleine. “Shut up,” he said.

“Elliot, I…” Madeleine’s face paled as she realized she had overstepped her bounds and quickly tried to explain.

But Elliot was impatient with her words and his expression turned cold. “I’m fine. It’s late, I’ll have the driver take you home.”

Madeleine’s face grew even paler at his words. She could tell Elliot was not being polite about asking her to leave.

The servant saw Elliot wave his hand dismissively and hide a hint of contempt in his eyes before turning to clean up the room.

Madeleine gritted her teeth in anger but hesitated to leave. “Elliot, can’t I stay here and take care of you? The doctor said you need rest for another week, it’s not convenient for you to move around too much. Besides, I can spend more time with Shawn.”

If she kept getting rejected like this, there would be no place for Madeleine in this house – especially with Rose taking over everything! She couldn’t help but worry about it all!

Elliot raised an eyebrow and looked at Madeleine carefully before asking doubtfully, “Do you want to live here?” He paused briefly before continuing, “To take care of me?”

Madeleine nodded eagerly and said, “It would be more convenient for me here–”

“Not convenient,” Elliot interrupted again before she finished speaking; a slight downturn at the corners of his mouth showed that he wasn’t very happy: “After all, we are not related in any way.” He added, “Madeleine, Rose is my wife, legally.”

The hopeful expression on Madelein’e face froze instantly as she stared incredulously at Elliot without saying anything for a long while.

He actually called Rose his wife – what did that mean?

It meant that Elliot never thought about divorcing that bitch Rose or even marrying herself!

Then what was she?!

Watching Elliot turn around and headed upstairs without any hesitation, Madeleine didn’t think twice, she hurriedly walked over, blocking him, “Elliot, Shawn is our son!”

“You… you don’t plan on divorcing Rose then marrying me?! How could you do this!”

Under Elliot’s increasingly cold gaze, Madeleine couldn’t help but tremble all over and a flicker of guilt flashed in her eyes as she finished her last sentence.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Elliot stared at her for a long time.

She stuttered, “You… Elliot, you can’t treat me like this! Shawn is still so young and he needs the care and love of his parents… not to mention Rose left you and had children with other men, those two bastards are not your children…”

In the end, Madeleine fell completely silent. Elliot’s expression was just too terrifying and she couldn’t continue speaking.

Elliot’s gloomy and fierce gaze swept over her face, with a heavy tone and a complex hidden emotion flashing by. “You know very well whose child Shawn is. And, as long as those two children are hers, I can accept them.”

After speaking, he took steps upstairs and hurried away without looking back, saying, “Don’t come to me for anything in the future. As for Shawn, I will educate him well.”

Madeleine almost lost her balance and tightly grabbed onto the railing to prevent herself from collapsing.

What did he say?

Elliot actually accepted those two illegitimate children for the sake of Rose. And he won’t even let me see Shawn… No! This is not right!

Madeleine suddenly realized a possibility.

Does he know Shawn’s identity? It shouldn’t be, impossible!

How could Elliot possibly know

Madeleine stood still, her nails piercing deep into her palms; the stinging pain coming from her snapped her out of her thoughts. Realizing that Elliot had long gone, she turned to leave with anxious footsteps.

Rose, who was standing on the second floor, happened to see Madeleine’s back as she left. She saw her pale face and trembling figure running out, feeling a little surprised and strange.

She thought that Madeleine intentionally came so late to stay, why did he leave so quickly? What about Elliot?

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she remembered Elliot. The door was then knocked and it was indeed Elliot’s voice that came through.

“Rose, do you want to eat some fruit?”

Elliot came over and lay down on the chair next to her, his eyebrows relaxed and his face relaxed, looking in a good mood.

Rose glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, feeling curious about what Madeleine had said to him. But she didn’t have any excuse to ask, so she lay there absent-mindedly.

Elliot noticed her expression but thought she was sleepy and didn’t pay much attention. He even gave her a bag of chips.

Rose took it and thanked him before tearing it open to start eating.

She found it amazing that not long ago they were at odds with each other. But now he had changed so much after getting sick and having surgery. They could even lie quietly in the family cinema together watching movies.

It was simply unbelievable.

Over the next few days, Rose witnessed Elliot’s completely different temperament from before as he treated her gently without losing his temper once. She felt comfortable around him like never before.

In the afternoon, Elliot occasionally went to his study to deal with work but only stayed for two or three hours due to health reasons. He no longer worked late into the night like he used to do before getting sick; most of the time he stayed at home instead. Not only did Rose feel that their relationship had improved significantly but also their children’s relationship with him became more harmonious too.

After bathing their two children in water at night and putting them both asleep, Rose quietly left the room ready to go back into hers when suddenly she saw someone sitting on her bed as soon as she opened its door and closed it behind herself again!

She was stunned for a moment and turned on the light switch…

“Why are you in my room?” When did Elliot come in?

The man sitting on her bed under the light looked gentle with soft eyes that carried some tenderness within them; His exquisitely handsome face seemed to shimmer with a subtle charm, and when he focused his gaze on someone, it felt like they were almost being drawn into his presence.

Rose’s eyes momentarily blurred, but she calmly furrowed her brow and averted her gaze from him. “It’s late. I’m going to take a shower and rest,” she said, maintaining her composure. “You should go back to your own room.”