Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 1952

I thought Robert would bring me nothing but trouble.

That night, he bathed, and I shaved his beard, braving for a scruffy beggar.

But as his face came into view, I realized I'd misjudged. He was handsome, way better than a clean-shaven Crusoe.

Janna, a tough woman in her fifties, softened when she saw Robert's face.

He could stay, but he had to work shirtless in the fields.

I could practically hear Janna's scheming from a mile away. At her age, ogling a guy was no surprise.

Robert woke up early and slept late. He stuck by me through the rough countryside days.

quiet and gentle. He'd feed stray

He bent

he'd bow. If he thought he'd messed

me six months to break that habit. The bowing stopped, but his

rooted servility lingered.

past, and

I got used to him. He was like a guardian, always

thick and thin together. Most of

day, Jeffrey said we'd expand the business to Seamar

wondering what was troubling

about his past. He'd kept it hidden, ashamed, fearing I'd look down

live like that. To high society, he was just a