My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore

Chapter 173

The stalker noticed Whitney’s menacing glare, pretending not to recognize him. He then fled with his tail between his legs.

When he walked out of the private room, he scoffed. “What a vicious woman! She’d just throw you under the bus! The fact is that she’s willing to harm her boss too!”

He said this as if he were a good person. Yet, he was none other than the one who tried. to drug Genevieve.

If Samuel hadn’t come in time, Genevieve’s life would’ve been ruined.

Whitney had been framed before. It was thus ironic that she’d use such a despicable trick on Genevieve today.

She only dared to call out the stalker because she knew Ivy had hired the man.

Since the stalker wasn’t hired by Whitney herself, she wasn’t worried. This emboldened. her.

When Genevieve came to, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment. The room was clean and tidy. It was designed in a minimalistic style, which was a style she liked.

She’d always dreamed of buying her own house through her efforts and decorating it according to her liking.

This dream was about to come true.

Kimberly was a generous boss. Genevieve was conscientious and thrifty while working with her at Larson Corporation for several years.

After finally saving enough for a down payment, she signed the property sales and purchase agreement, the most important contract in her life.

The house was to be ready by the end of this year. She spent her spare time at her rented condominium on weekends, visualizing the future and drawing renovation. plans.

The style she liked coincided with the room she was in.

She pinched her arm and hissed in pain, indicating it clearly wasn’t a dream.

Samuel was in the living room and heard a noise coming from the room. He quickly ran in to check.

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Despite napping on the couch all night, Samuel slept restlessly, worrying that Genevieve was going to be ill.

“Are you okay?” A voice cut through the silence, though no one was in sight.

Is this an illusion? Why does this voice sound familiar?” wondered Genevieve.

in the room, startling

couldn’t help but exclaim, “What? Why are you

she instinctively wrapped

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“Why do you think I’m here?

questions rendered

her bemused look.

find out exactly who did that to

extreme latent danger. She was lucky enough to have encountered

hint of sternness. He asked. “Who were you out

of surprise crossed Genevieve’s eyes. She

“I had a gathering with

She had no idea how

didn’t remember drinking much, but she seemed quite

she didn’t remember anything from last night. So, he decided

last night,” he said calmly with a charming voice,

words made Genevieve turn pale with

happens in novels and TV shows? How could this

glanced under

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amused by

possibly think I gave her an antidote, couldn’t she? She’s

halfway and noticed that something was off, so I

this. She said shyly, “I’m sorry for

trouble.”

you remember what you

recall the previous night’s

was served. There was nothing wrong with the alcohol, then. What else I drink?’ wondered Genevieve, continuing to probe her

recalled that she

after, Genevieve felt extremely stuffy, so she left the private room to get some

and couldn’t remember what

a man who looked like Samuel. Or rather, Samuel

person

the juice. The juice was handed to me by a colleague who’s nice to me most of the time. How could

of any conflicts between