Chasing My Rejected Wife by J.Liu

That night, Celia sat alone on the bed in her bedroom until dawn. When the sun had risen, after she heard the sound of her mother sending her father out, only then she opened the door and went downstairs.

Shannon felt a little strange when she saw her daughter’s dark under-eyes circles. “You had a sleepless night?”

“Mum, I have something to tell you.” Taking a glance at Aunt Maleah, who was tidying up the living room, Celia grabbed her mother’s hand and went upstairs. She told Shannon about Rodney being with Amber last night.

Shannon’s expression suddenly turned serious. She knew exactly how close Amber and Rodney were. She also knew why they had separated. If those two were to clear things up and reunite, then it would be the end of Celia.

“This matter must be handled properly, they must be stopped from getting back together,” thought Shannon.

Celia became anxious when she saw her mother deep in thought. “Mum, why don’t we tell Ms. Grant about this? Since she hates Amber so much, she’ll definitely stop her.”

“No!” Shannon objected firmly, “Rodney is not a piece of playdough, and he can’t be simply shaped as you please. Back then, Rachel Grant had lied to him and made you pregnant. She then forced him to divorce Amber by threatening suicide. That has already violated his bottom line. Now this trick is useless.”

“Then what should we do?” Celia was like a cat on a hot tin roof. “This b*tch, since she had disappeared, then she should simply live in that way, why did she have to come back?”

Shannon shot a glare at her. “You can’t even maintain the slightest composure in the face of problems. How can you keep a man’s heart in the future?”

“Mum, I understand what you said, but now it’s not that I don’t want to keep a man’s heart, Rodney’s heart is not with me at all.”

“So what?” Shannon sneered. “Hasn’t your father’s heart always been on Ashley Stone? But I am the Mrs. Black now, not Ashley Stone. Who laughs last, laughs best.”

“We are different. Didn’t you have me? Dad married you for my sake, but I have nothing now,” Celia retorted.

“That’s because you’re stupid! You can’t even handle a man after such a long time. Such a waste of my efforts.” Shannon was also angry.

“How can I think of a solution if Rodney doesn’t even touch me?” Celia felt extremely wronged. “We had finally persuaded Dad to look for him to propose the engagement, and he also agreed. But I didn’t expect that Amber, that b*tch, would do this again. That b*tch is really cunning. She openly went to the TV station for some blind date and even purposely made it a hot topic. Now I finally understood that she is using the blind date to find a man to provoke Rodney so that she can get back together with him!”

Her words had reminded Shannon and she looked happy in an instant. “I have an idea!”

“What is it?”

“Isn’t Amber going for a blind date? We can make an issue of the blind date and give her a surprise that she will never be able to turn over!” Shannon’s face was full of resentment and malicious. She whispered something at Celia’s ear and the anxiousness on Celia’s face vanished immediately. She gave her mother a thumbs-up and said, “Mum, you’re still smarter!”

“Of course, the older, the wiser!” Shannon was complacent.

After sending Amber back to the apartment, Rodney carried her upstairs. He used to carry her up and down, all around the house. At that time, her little hands would be tightly wrapped around his neck and she would be flirting with him. How good the time was back then.

But now, he was still carrying that same person, however, the mood was completely different. She was very resistant and repulsive towards his embrace. The person in his embrace was not a living person, but a big block of ice.

of this block of ice was much lighter than before. Rodney

Whether she was thin or fat, it had nothing to do

door. She held onto the door frame to stand still. “What I’ve suffered tonight was all because of you, so I won’t thank you.

front of him. The door was still the same door, and the person was still the same. But everything was

room with struggle. She had just sat on the bed when she heard the sound of

really strange creatures. Things were already in this state yet her heart still couldn’t let go about such

was no longer the same person as he used to be, nor was she the former Amber Stone. Everything was in the past, and they were destined that they should never

a deep breath and lay down on the bed.

of the apartment, he did not leave. Instead, he parked the car in an open space near the apartment. The streetlights were dim

vows he had made in the past. “I will be faithful to you as long as we both shall live. Amber, I remember my vows. It has always been in my heart, I’ve never

couldn’t go to work. So she called Elliot to ask for leave and planned to rest for a day

on the door loudly. Ashton opened the

while I was going up the stairs last

bring you to the hospital

no problem. I’ll

Elliot didn’t believe it. Despite that Ashton was next to them, he

He was walking towards the apartment entrance with the breakfast. From a distance,

walked. His words reminded Amber of what Rodney said last night about her losing weight. Hence, she couldn’t help but refute, “I didn’t ask you to carry me. Besides, am I that

don’t you try

around his neck. Elliot didn’t think that she was heavy, he just wanted to create a sense of intimacy. Seeing

neck while grinning, Rodney felt a pain in his

as Elliot carried Amber into the car and watched as Elliot carefully fastened her seat belt. He

emptiness in his heart. An

around and picked up the breakfast that had fallen to the

that Amber’s leg was fine and that she would recover in a few days, only then did Elliot feel relieved and sent Amber back home. Ashton went to the market to

Elliot was so happy that he actually instructed Walter to deliver a bottle of his treasured cognac. Upon

them on the table. Seeing Walter put a bottle of Louis XIII Cognac which was worth more than three thousand dollars on the table, he reached out and skillfully opened the packaging. “I didn’t expect that I could still drink Louis

Louis XIII Cognac back from France. The packaging was all

it, it seemed impossible. How could Ashton understand French if he lived in such

know

simple and honest smile. “Didn’t you

that he had mentioned the name of the cognac. When he was on the phone, he just asked Walter to bring his cognac here. He didn’t mention what kind of cognac it was

cognac was specially brought back from France by Mr. Thomson. This one is more than 50 years old,

Amber shouted in exaggeration, “Such an expensive