Attracted By My Ex-wife

Chapter 53 Hating Her

If this were in the past, Kevin wouldn't even spare her a glance. He'd just let her fend for herself.

However, that day, not only did he stay with her but he also carried her on his back for the first time.

"What do you think? If you weren't pregnant with my child, do you think I'd even care about you?" Kevin said coolly.

As expected, this only made Anne feel worse.

Whenever Kevin showed her the slightest amount of kindness, she always let herself hope a little too much. She'd fool herself into thinking that Kevin didn't hate her that much. If she worked a little harder, maybe he'd change how he perceived her. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She had to learn the hard way that this was all just a pipe dream. No matter what happened, Kevin would always see her as a vicious woman who did not deserve to be forgiven.

The only reason why he put up with her was because she was carrying his baby.

Anne remained silent.

Kevin quipped, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I don't know what to say." Since they didn't have much in common, they always ended up fighting anytime they tried to make conversation. When were they ever nice to each other?

Kevin peered at the light ahead. "We should be there soon."

"Okay." Anne merely nodded. She seemed to have seen a long asphalt road ahead of them.

When his car finally came into view, he put Anne down and said, "Get down and get in the car."

The moment Anne got off his back, a void seemed to have filled her chest.

The warmth she felt instantly vanished, replaced with an undeniable coldness.

She glanced at Kevin's clammy face. She could tell he was worn out.

"Kevin, I really didn't push Ruth downstairs."

Kevin froze just as he was about to open the door. "Why are you bringing that up now?"

Anne shook her head, smiling.

"I don't know. I just hope you believe me," Anne said sincerely, her eyes glinting under the moonlight.

Kevin looked up. "What if I say I don't believe you?"

Anne lowered her head. "Forget it. I don't know why I said that. I know you'll always believe that I'm the one who pushed her downstairs. I know you don't believe me. It was just wishful thinking."

Then she opened the door and got in the car.

Kevin frowned when he saw Anne get inside. He then followed her inside.

He settled himself in the driver's seat as he started the engine only to find that something was wrong with the car.

"What's wrong?"

When the car merely sputtered, Kevin gnashed his teeth. Anne asked, "What's going on with the car?"

Kevin slammed his fist into the steering wheel. "Damn Cole! All the tires burst!"

Anne frowned. "What?"

Kevin looked out the window, irked. "I always knew he'd never change."

"Do you really know each other?"

Anne had already suspected this back when she was in the cabin. It turned out that the two of them really knew each other.

"I didn't want to mention it." Kevin opened the door, got out of the car and took out his phone.

"Hello? Who's this?"

Roy's end of the line was muffled—it was obvious that he was in a bar. He'd already stepped out but the noise could still be picked up.

Kevin's face darkened. "Where are you?"

"A bar. Where else would I be?" Roy then asked seriously, "Why do you call me? Are you coming?"

"I'm in the suburbs." Kevin looked around. The place was completely deserted. He couldn't find any signs of civilization as there was no nearby towns or shops. He hadn't even seen a single car pass by.

"What?" Roy shouted, "Where are you? Suburbs? What are you doing there? At this hour?"

"It's a long story. Get someone to come here. All my tires burst."

Kevin raised his foot and kicked the flat tire. Cole was probably smirking in delight right now.

"Are you kidding me?" Disbelief was laced in Roy's tone. "Who would even do that to you? Are they trying to get themselves killed? If you want to come here and have a drink, I won't stop you. But don't get drunk this time!"

"Listen!" Kevin interrupted Roy. "Get someone to pick me up in thirty minutes. Thirty minutes!"

He didn't seem to be joking around so Roy collected himself.

"Are you really in the suburbs?"

"You know I don't like repeating myself," Kevin said flatly. "I'll send you my location."

"Wait a minute," Roy suddenly said. "Who are you with right now? Are you with..."

"I'm with Anne,"

Kevin said impatiently. Roy was acting as if he was in on the biggest gossip of the town.

"Oh my God! You're in the suburbs?"

"Roy, if you don't want to get into trouble," Kevin said coldly. In fear, Roy abruptly said, "Okay, okay. I know."

Kevin hung up the call as he glanced at Anne inside the car. She didn't seem the least bit anxious as she sat there in silence, glaring at Kevin.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

"Why would I be worried?" She lowered her gaze as she continued, "Kevin, there's nothing in the world that you can't handle. I'm sure someone's going to come pick us up in thirty minutes."

Kevin narrowed his eyes. "You really do have faith in me."

Anne reached out and opened the door.

What would she do inside the car for thirty minutes? She stepped out of the car, carefully lifting her sprained ankle.

She couldn't help but be amazed at the spectacular view—the countryside road looked especially beautiful at night.

When she looked up at the sky, thousands of stars were littered across the night blanket.

The cold breeze blew, bringing along with it the sweet smell of nature. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply, relishing the chilly night.

Kevin frowned as he watched her, looking confused.

"What are you doing?" Anne opened her eyes and said lightly, "Don't you think it's beautiful?"

"Nope."

She turned to scowl at Kevin.

He really was boring. How did Cherry stand being with him?

At the thought of this, she smiled to herself.

This did not go unnoticed by Kevin. It was an impish grin and it made her look even a bit attractive.

As he gazed at her, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Kevin, has my cousin ever said that you are unromantic?"

"What?" Kevin's face shifted. "Unromantic?"

He would never be connected to the word unromantic. He was the young master of the Fu Family. How could he not know anything about being a romantic?

"No." He shook his head, vehemently denying it.

Anne looked at him incredulously. "I don't believe it."

"Anne, what do you mean by that? Do you want me to prove myself to you just so you would believe me?"

Kevin said coldly, frowning.

Anne arched her eyebrows, not saying a word. It was obvious that she was still finding it difficult to believe him.

"With a woman like you, how could I be a romantic? It just doesn't make sense."

He looked at her disdainfully.

Anne had a sour look on her face as she gazed back at him. Kevin had a habit of being careless with his words.

He could be charming if he wanted to—with someone he truly loved. How could she expect to be treated the same?

Anne withdrew her gaze as she looked into the distance, enjoying the scenery. Suddenly, the wait didn't seem so daunting with Kevin by her side.

Meanwhile, Kevin was visibly annoyed as he checked his watch for the nth time. Frowning, the cold was starting to get to him as he shivered.

"Damn it! Why hasn't anyone come?"

"It's been barely twenty minutes since you made that call. Just be patient,"

Anne said lightly, glancing at her own watch.

"I promised Cherry we'd watch a movie today now we can't because of you!"

Kevin said impatiently, scowling at Anne.

The look on Anne's face dimmed. She felt as if a knife had stabbed her in the chest. Now she understood why he was in such a hurry. It was because Cherry was waiting for him.

"Well, you don't have to save me next time this happens again!"

"If you weren't carrying my child, I wouldn't have come!"

Her words irritated him. What did she mean by that anyway?

He already came to save her. What more did she want? Why didn't she just appreciate it? She didn't have to be so scornful.

While Anne kept her composure on the surface, turmoil filled her chest on the inside.

Meanwhile, a bright yellow Lamborghini and a black Ferrari suddenly pulled over in front of them.

Roy got off the car first. He circled Kevin's car, looking surprised.

"Wow! Kevin, who would do this to you? Don't they know who you are? They're practically begging for trouble."

Cole was the only person Kevin could think of that would do this. He immediately stiffened at the thought of this.

"I need to take Anne home first. You stay here and deal with the car."

With that, Kevin picked Anne up and put her inside Roy's Lamborghini. He settled himself in the driver's seat, started the car, and drove off.

"Hey! Why are you leaving me here? Why didn't you take me with you?"

Roy waved his hand anxiously but the car had already disappeared from his sight.

The night was chilly. The cold breeze made Anne shiver. It didn't help that she was wearing a thin dress and riding in a convertible car in the cold night.

She couldn't help but cross her arms to warm herself up.

Kevin's heart skipped a beat when he noticed this. As much as he wanted to avoid talking to her, he couldn't help himself.

Creak!

He slammed his foot on the brakes as Anne abruptly leaned forward.