Hunting for His EX-Wife

Outside the cabin.

Martha stood by the railing, enjoying the sea breeze with her head slightly raised while admiring the magnificent sea.

The corners of Rhys’ mouth curled up. He said, “Is the air inside annoying?”

Martha looked at the sea with dark eyes and said nothing.

Rhys did not care whether she answered or not and said to himself, “I hate it too. I’m not used to being with so many people.”

Hearing this, Martha couldn’t help but chuckle, “That’s quite surprising to hear, Mr. Williams.”

He was known as a playboy who flirted with all kinds of women. Naturally, he should be very sociable.

The smile on his lips grew even bigger when he heard her words.

“Is that a compliment? Then I’ll accept it.”

Martha chuckled and said nothing. When Rhys behave normally, he wasn’t that annoying.

However, Rhys couldn’t be serious for more than a few seconds.

At this moment, he leaned his back against the railing, his thin lips curled up into a wicked smile and he said mellowly, “Ms. Doyle, you are really beautiful.”

Martha turned a deaf ear to it. She was immune to his sometimes serious and sometimes frivolous words.

Without changing color, she smiled, “Thank you for the compliment.”

When Stefan walked to the cabin, he happened to see Martha smiling faintly at Rhys. His eyes turned cold. He pursed his lips in displeasure.

A gust of sea breeze blew over. Martha was only wearing a thin shirt. She looked extraordinarily weak under the wind.

Seeing this, Rhys took off his blue suit jacket, wanting to put it on Martha.

Before he could do it, Stefan, who came from behind, had put his black suit jacket on Martha’s shoulders.

Sensing the special smell of the clothes, Martha looked up. As expected, it was Stefan.

After putting the coat on her, Stefan took her into his arms, as if declaring that Martha belonged to him.

Martha froze, resisting his approach. When she wanted to push him away, she heard his gentle voice from above.

“The wind is strong here. You’re not in good health. You should leave here lest you catch a cold.”

Was he caring about her?

Martha’s eyes darkened. She didn’t take it seriously. She reached out and took off the jacket on her shoulders, and returned it to Stefan…

“The wind is indeed strong here. I might as well go stay with Jane.”

After she finished speaking, she left without hesitation.

Rhys looked at Martha’s back with a meaningful smile.

“It seems that she doesn’t appreciate your kindness at all, Mr. Harrison.”

Stefan glanced at Rhys gloomily, and scoffed,

“At least better than those who haven’t had time to act yet.”

The implication was that Rhys was even in no position to put his coat on Martha.

Rhys understood Stefan was trying to provoke him. But he smiled instead of being angry, not caring about them at all.

Stefan was a bit childish in Rhys’ eyes now. But it was also kind of interesting.

It was also an honor to see this side of him.

Rhys looked at the island not far away with a deeper smile.

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‘It’s a right choice to work with Martha.’

‘Stefan cares about Martha more than anything else now.’

‘If Martha becomes my wife, Stefan will feel the pain of loss.’

‘Just like the pain that the Harrison family put me through.’

‘Unfortunately, Martha is too smart now. She’s no longer the weak and incapable woman she used to be.’

‘But even the strongest woman has a weakness, let alone Martha.’

‘Such as the child abroad…’