My Ex-Husband Wants Me Again

Though the indicated a guessing

it seemed that Pearl had no intention of leaving it to Mare to figure out.

Instead, she pointed directly to the striking orange-red "The Lady Of Shalott." As Marc raised an eyebrow in response, she shifted her hand to the vibran yellow 'Golden Celebration," also giving it a nod

Mason grasped her meaning and promptly headed to notify the marketing department.

Mare was genuinely surprised. "You've chosen two?"

"Why not!" Pearl countered, posing her question. "Why can't a flagship brand have two!"

Indeed, why couldn't it have two?

Marc gazed deeply at Pearl Just when he thought he was getting a better understanding of her, the continued to surprise him. She posessed more wit and ingenuity than he had initially anticipated, always thinking outside the box.

He lifted the corner of his lips and smiled in the sunlight. "I'm starting to feel a sense of anticipation."

The Rose Exhibition adored several streets with splendor, showcasing not only bouquets of roses but also sprawling rose-covered archways extending for over thousands of feet. Among these attractions was the symbolic Path of Affection, embodying the idea of couples sharing moments hand in hand.

Furthermore, a romantic cascade of rose petals descended, evoking memories of delicate snowflakes in spring, crafting a truly magnificent spectacle.

Couples strolled hand in hand, embracing an atmosphere even more vibrant than Valentine's Day, frequently exchanging warm embraces and kisses

photographs. Additionally, brides were seen having their wedding

Social media influencers donned elegant and classic outfits and striking poses for pl portraits captured, adding to the array of captivating scenes.

Amidst the vibrant and passionate ambiance, Pearl and Marc strolled, and in the midst of their steps, Marc's hand found its way into Pearl's. Taken aback, she instinctively attempted to withdraw her hand. "What do you think you're doing?"

But Marc held on firmly, his grip resolute. He whispered in her ear, "This is my first time in a setting like this, and I must admit, I'm a bit on edge

"On edge about

Pearl was on the brink of blurting out a curse but refrained due to her upbringing. Nevertheless, she couldn't resist giving Mare a piercing glare His audacity seemed to be growing thicker by the second. How had she not noticed it before!

She understood that having a crush was akin to viewing the world through rose-tinted lenses, altering one's perception of reality. A significant filter had clouded her judgment, making her believe that Marc stood out from other men. Men were all cut from the same cloth. They were all seemingly virtuous yet driven by their insatiable desires,

Whether he was genuinely nervous or just playing it cool, his palms were undeniably damp. Pearl could not escape his grip, so she surrendered to

his touch

Holding hands was customary in this context; refraining from doing so would single you out a

as an oddity

As they wandered through the blossoming garden, petals descended gracefully from the heavens, creating a scene of ethereal beauty. Cheers erupted in the square, and Pearl's smile bloomed in this ambiance.

Mart gazed at the woman by his side, realizing it had been a while since he had witnessed such a genuinely contented and cheerful smile on her

fare

Many couples couldn't rest stealing a passionate kiss and this shower of blossoms. Mare gent

gently called mu. "Pearl"

y lowered her head. Their eyes met just before his lips sealed hers,

ambiance

Lost in the romantic atmosphere, Pearl absentmindedly They were like any other nude at this moment, sharing a passionate kiss in this enchanting and Chapter 3

If no one

"Marc

one interrupted, they might have kissed endlessly.

A sharp shout pierced their ears, and in the next instant, a powerful force separated Mare and Pearl, pushing Pearl aside forcefully

The surroundings erupted in a mix of commotion and gasps. Pearl felt a slight pain in her shoulder and furrowed her brow, only to find herself staring into the furious Face of Charissa

Clarissa's arrival was completely unforeseen, like a sudden thunderclap on a clear day.

Not only did Pearl furrow her brow, but Marc's expression soured noticeably. "What brings you I Clarissa had not just arrived. She had meticulously dressed for the occasion

i here?"

She wore a delicate pink floral dress, her hair styled to resemble a woodland fairy, and her makeup was flawlessly applied. She emanated an otherworldly allure that made it seem as though she had stepped out of a Funtasy.

If someone didn't know bener, they might have assumed she wasn't here for leisure but rather for a beauty pageant

"Marc, I came to find you Chrissa said with a sweet smile directed at Marc. Then she positioned herself before him, casting a cold, disapproving gaze on Pearl. "Miss Woolery, isn't snatching someone else's boyfriend rather improper? And engaging in public displays of affection, don't you feel

embarrassed?

Her voice, not overly loud but far from quiet, carried her words clearly to everyone nearby. All eyes turned toward Peart, and disdain was evident in their expressionsNôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

face."

"Just a moment ago, I thought this girl was quite a looker. Little did I know she's a home wrecker. What a shame for such a pretty fa

"She has absolutely no shame. It's unbelievable. Why are women these days so eager to steal someone else's boyfriend? Can't they find a guy of their own? Or have they gone completely mad with desire? Do they plan to enjoy the forbidden Fruit or something?" "This guy's quite the lucky fellow, surrounded by beautiful women on both sides. His girlfriend and the other woman are both drop-dead gorgeous.

"Would you fancy a life like hir

"Ouch, stop tugging at my ear, that hurts."

As the gossip and banter-filled their ears, Pearl kept a blank expression as if she hadn't heard a word. But Mane couldn't contain himself, his face darkened, and he confronted Clarissa, "What's gotten into you??

However, his actions defending Pearl only seemed to underscore embracing change and welcoming the new, especially with Clarissa wearing that forlorn expression, her eyes brimming with tears. She appeared every bit like the one who had been left behind and wounded Onlookers always tend to sympathize with the underdog, so they unleashed a barrage of both open and veiled criticism toward Pearl. It was as if they were trying to tear her apart with their words

Pearl pushed past Marc, who had been blocking her path, and confronted Clarissa directly. She spoke calmly, Did this person escape from a psychiatric hospital? Mason, please get in touch with the hospital or call the police. Let's avoid causing harm.." A psychiatric patient

The curious crowd's gaze then shifted toward Clarissa, and they quickly distanced themselves as if afraid of being bitten.

Mason, who typically followed Pearl's lead, promptly got in touch with a local psychiatric hospital to arrange for someone to take the individual away. Witnessing this, the crowd became even more convinced that Clarissa had a mental health condition and scattered everywhere.

What was with all this third party" and "fourth party nonsense? Instead of getting caught up in the drama, their primary concern was their well- bring

At her age, Clariasa had never been mistaken for a psychiatric patient before, and it was infuriating. But in front of Mare, she had to maintain her composure. She couldn't afford to have a public spat with Pearl. She had to swallow her pride.

She forcedly y smiled and said, "Miles Woolery, are we finished with the jokes?"

"Who's joking with you?" Pearl retorted jelly, "You, a woman who stole someone else's husband, dare to publicly label others as third party Are you insane to stoop to such outrageous behavior!"

"You." Clarissa way at a lows for words. Frustrated and with her face turning pale to flushed, she turned to Marc with a pleading look. "Mare, will y

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let her bully me like this?"

Marc wore a cold, unyielding expression. "Who's the one mistreating whom here? I'm not blind. I can see for myself."