Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

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Ashley endorsed Fetta’s wedding ring and needed to choose the right wedding dress to make a promotional video. He was merely dropping Ashley off there.

As for why the media publicized it, it must be the company’s tactic to increase Ashley’s popularity.

Henry himself knew that such publicity would definitely cause a misunderstanding for Josic.

But he had already explained the in and out to her. As long as Josie trusted him, it shouldn’t be an issue.

Henry rubbed his eyebrows irritably. He looked up at Josie’s rental apartment, turned around, and left.

He must have gone insane.

Meanwhile, Josie was hiding behind the curtains at home and was relieved to see Henry leave.

Buzz! The phone was vibrating.

Josie picked it up and looked at it. It was a message from Samuel. It read, [Princess Josie, you owe me two meals. I’d better pick you up in the moming. Samuel]

“When did he get my phone number?” Josie wondered.

Josie sat exhausted at the head of the bed while holding the divorce certificate. She stayed silent for a long time.

She was finally free!

Josie closed her swollen eyes and curled up on the bed, holding herself tightly.

Josie, don’t be stupid,” she thought to herself.

Her mind continued to wander off. Jo, you’re the continuation of our love. Mom and Dad love you forever. Jo!”

Originally, Josie had a sweet home. Although the family was not rich, they were living a carefree life.

Every day, her mother would hum music and dance around the house, like a lark.

The family always bathed under the sun while enjoying the breeze in the field. Sometimes, they would even go for a road trip to the sea

All the memories flashed across Josie’s mind over and over again like scenes of a movie,

Tears always streaked down her cheeks whenever she dwelled on the past and inadvertently soaked her hair.

“Have I done something wrong? Is that why God is punishing me and making me lonely? Dad, Mom… Josie thought.

Josie remembered how her mind went all blank, and her ears began to buzz after the huge impact during the accident.

All the nightmares began from then on.

“Dad, mom, please don’t go. Don’t leave me, please.”

She kept praying and pleading, but all were unheard.

No one came to save them.

was no

evidence that someone had been tampering with Mr. Gibson’s car. We cannot rule out the possibility

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homicide, so…

don’t mention the accident in front of

The sorrow aged him

his son, blood still

“Dad! Mom!”

the middle of the night, Josie was woken

cold in the

trembling fingers and poured herself a glass of hot water. After taking painkillers,

wind blew outside the window. The roaring cold wind

held the thermos in her hand, but her hands were still trembling from the

Henry were sleeping on the same bed within those three years of marriage. Even if they had no feelings for each

had long been used to the warmth radiating from

she thought. She was in deep distress and felt

took out her phone and looked

on her phone. Because

only photo of them together was the one on

were a little numb. She caressed the photo of her wearing a white shirt on a red background. Her smile was genuine at that

contrary, Henry’s eyes were

is good. At least one of us

seen bringing his rumored new girlfriend to try on the

an entertainment headline popped up

reached

Ashley into a private wedding dress brand store, which

her way to work. Sometimes, she would stop there too. She was very

wedding dress in

and Henry were secretly married, so

the phone away and began to

that moment, she felt

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everything he had been denying her

about her grievances

give everything to her,

woman.

could do nothing but laugh at her

was

had been living a pathetic life for

began to hurt again. Every joint was

taken her painkiller

to take

three painkillers pills thus she could wait for the doctor in the Hofcaster

scolded Josie with a frown, “Ms. Yates, you

fingers still

promyelocytic leukemia M3.

Josie trembled and nodded.

mentor. He passed your

was the family doctor of the Gibson

I do want to live.”