There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Sylvie laughed and said, "She did say that, didn't she? I have got to teach her a lesson some time. Oh, and you're not just better than her nephew. You totally whop him."

Sylvie complemented the man in his face very proudly, while he cocked his lip into a gentle smile.

He was still leaning against the trunk, in the way he felt nicer holding the woman.

Finally, he had kissed her and hold her as closely as that. He wished she could have stayed in his arms forever.

But with people walking by, it wouldn't be appropriate for them to stay that way, so he stroke the woman's silky hair and said softly, "You'd better go home and grab some sleep, and I will go to the hotel. As much I want to stay with you, it aches my heart to see you sleep-deprived."

Sylvie rose from his arms, and just when she was about to say something, Lucien held her hand again. "Let's go. I will walk you home."

She then kept quiet, following him back to her parents' house meekly.

What she had meant to say was that it would be fine to sleep at the hotel and she knew that he wouldn't cross the line, but she was discouraged to say that after the interruption.

As soon as she got home, her mother started to question her, "What are you doing here? Did I not tell you to show him around?"

Sylvie, who had thrown herself into the couch, was drowsing. "He asked to go home and take some nap."

The parents looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that he was a very loving boyfriend.

"Go to your bedroom," said the mother to the daughter, who murmured something, got up and went back to her room. But the former soon followed after her into the room.

run into the woman who set you up with her

you know that?" asked

called me and asked if you are home, and said that she seemed to have seen you

but me and Lucien hid away from

have shown her how great

quilt, rose and turned to her mother, saying earnestly, "That's the way she

when she became jealous of

mother was surprised to see her daughter so sensible. Normally, any woman who had a boyfriend like Lucien would be so proud and couldn't wait to show him

anyway. With a nod, she said, "You're right. She can't stand to see others being

sleep." With that the mother got up and left. Sylvie

solution was to avoid that middle-aged woman however she could, but things didn't always go well. That evening when Lucien came to

were riveted deadly firm on Lucien before she surveyed him from head to toe. Afterwards, there was a blaze of strike and delight in her eyes, and

just a relative of the Steinfeld's. It never occurred to her that he was Sylvie's boyfriend, because in her eyes, she could never find a man like

could fix him up with her daughter, who had

to drive that car parked near them. It was a Bentley, which she couldn't afford, but she could

all his years in the business career, he could see the greed and evil in that middle-aged woman with only one look. He soon came forward and held Sylvie's hand, and introduced himself smilingly, "Hi, ma'am, nice

face was quite a spectacle, which

and wealthy man possibly be that wicked girl's

her nephew, how could she

bitter face. She had never expected to get to give her a slap in the face like that, though she had been driven crazy by the woman's

mother's face. "Yeah, he's Sylvie's boyfriend. She wants to introduce