Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 643:

The woman sat tensely, clutching a blanket to her chest, her eyes wide and filled with fear. “It was you who insisted I come. You were not yourself last night after drinking heavily.”

“That’s bullshit. I was sober enough to remember. How did you end up here?”

More tears welled up, her lips quivering. “You did bring me. Right after dinner, you brought me with you in front of my boss and everyone else. If you doubt me, why not call my boss? He saw everything.”

“Your boss, huh? Of course, he’ll take your side.”

Deciding it wasn’t worth the argument, Bobby dropped the matter. If the story got out, it wasn’t him who would suffer most. He gathered his clothes scattered near the bed and tossed a couple of bills onto the rumpled sheets as he geared up to leave. At that moment, the sharp ring of a phone cut through the silence. The woman answered it with a brief, clipped conversation that drained all color from her face.

She addressed Bobby. “Leaving now is impossible—the hotel’s crawling with reporters!”

Bobby paused, his hand on the doorknob, and pivoted towards the window. He drew back the curtain just enough to survey the scene below. A crowd of eager paparazzi cluttered the street.

It dawned on him then: the woman was not merely a fleeting acquaintance but a celebrity in her own right. Clearly, he had landed in a precarious situation. His face contorted with suspicion and anger.noveldrama

“Is this your doing? Are you and your boss plotting to drag me into a publicity stunt, all without my consent?”

She looked away, avoiding his gaze. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. It’s not what I intended!”

Bobby dialed his assistant, only to be greeted with more dismal news. “The situation is dire. Reporters have surrounded the hotel, and some have even infiltrated the building. We’re unable to reach you at the moment.”

As Bobby ended the call, his anger simmered down to a cold resolve, watching the actress dress in haste.

“What’s your plan now? There must be some directive from your boss, right?”

Under the weight of his scrutiny, she flinched, the reality of her dwindling fame pressing down on her. This scandal could be her final shot at reclaiming the spotlight.

“I’ve been left to deal with this mess on my own.”

“And just how do you intend to deal with this?”

The actress inhaled deeply, her eyes locking with Bobby’s. “What if we just go for it and tell the truth? We could just say we’re together.”

Playing the role of Bobby’s girlfriend would no doubt turn heads. In the world of glitter and flashbulbs, a celebrity’s private life was perpetually under the microscope. Tying her name to Bobby’s would surely catapult her back into the spotlight.

“In your dreams,” Bobby retorted, clearly disgusted by the idea of being used in such a manner.

To him, it was only a casual fling. He hadn’t signed up for the complications that would follow. He felt trapped. Even something as trivial as a few snapshots of them at the same hotel could fuel the rumor mill for weeks.

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