Attracted By My Ex-wife

Chapter 195 The Same Porridge

"Okay, auntie. I'm not feeling well so I'm afraid I won't be sending you out," Rose said softly.

"No, no need to bother. You should rather take good care of yourself." It was rare for Selma to be reasonable.

After Selma left, Rose sat on the bed and slowly ate the porridge, her mind drifting.

The ward was peaceful, and the medical staff were attentive. They came to check in if the patient needed anything, without disturbing Rose.

Feeling bored, she decided to visit Kevin.

She was sick because of him. She hated him alright, but there was no one else in the hospital she could talk to.

Kevin was confined in the VIP room on the top floor. The ward's design was state of the art and advanced. There was a remote control on the table that could be used with a gentle press to open the blinds to view the scenery outside.

The hospital was situated in the suburbs with a good environment. The breathtaking scenery could be seen outside.

There were translucent clouds in the sky, glowing from the rays of the unsetting sun.

The golden sunlight showered the room gracefully with its warmth and made the room hazy.

Sitting on the bed quietly, Kevin looked pale. He looked a little lonely, and no one could make out what was going on inside his head.

He was not usually like that. He's acting different from how Rose knew him.

"What are you thinking about?" Rose didn't think through what she was doing. She pushed the door open mindlessly, trying to break the lonely silence.

But Kevin's expression disguised his bleak appearance with a cold one. "What do you think you're doing here?"

There was no gratitude on his face. Instead, he wanted Rose to get lost.

"I'm here to see you." At first, Rose was pissed, but when she saw his blue expression, she controlled her temper and held back.

"No need," Kevin said coldly.

"Were you thinking about Anne just now?" Somehow, Rose felt a little sad.

She was a little jealous of Anne. How could she get to be loved by such an admirable man as Kevin?

"Get out! Don't make me kick you out!" Kevin was agitated because Rose interrupted his train of thoughts.

Rose felt a little disappointed and upset. She knew that she was not welcome. "Okay, I'll go out. But your mother doesn't like Anne very much. If you'd let me, I can help you."

Rose knew in her heart what she had to do. She was certain that what belonged to her would definitely be hers. She was dead set on not taking Kevin's affection for Anne away.

"No need." Kevin frowned.

In his perspective, all he needed was to be with Anne. Even if they had fights and got mad with each other, they didn't need anyone else, much less a woman, to interfere between them. He wouldn't make

Anne sad again. This was his promise to her, although he knew that it might not be fulfilled, because it would not be an easy feat for Anne to accept him again.

Rose left upon his response. The moment he no longer saw her figure, he breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that he was almost fully recovered, he struggled to get out of the bed.

He took his car keys and headed to work.

Without Kevin's presence, AN Group was still running smoothly, like how it normally did. The assistants coordinated the work of all departments, and the employees did their best to do their work.

In the office, the secretary was packing up. The light was on but it faintly glowed in the room with the window closed.

"Ah, Mr. Kevin, you're back! Aren't you supposed to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?" the secretary asked.

While they were talking, Kevin was sitting in the middle of the office. Sitting on the chair, he could see at a glance that the employees were outside working their heads off through the window.

"I am fine now," Kevin replied casually.

"But I heard that you will be back in two days," Ada asked in confusion.

"Ada." Kevin left Ada stunned with his stoic features.

"Yes?" Ada said in astonishment.

"Don't talk nonsense during work." After saying that, Kevin opened the folder and began to review the documents.

"Yeah, I know." Ada was too taken aback that it took a while for her to answer.

There was no one else in the office. Sometimes Kevin would look outside through the window, and sometimes he would close the blinds.

When the blinds were closed, he was in great pain.

It was half past four in the afternoon when he came. It was time to get off work then.

Another hour passed by, there was noticeably an ocean of people on the road.

It was busy with cars speeding by. When Anne sat in her car, she held the steering wheel tightly as she looked ahead and kept focused.

Her car window was slightly open, a cold breeze of wind swept in and blew her hair on her face.

Finally, the car stopped at the headquarters of AN Group. She noticed that few lights were on in the whole building. Anne didn't know if Kevin would be there inside.

She hesitated for a moment but then made up her mind. She got out of her car and went inside.

When she arrived in his office, she was welcomed by his figure leaning against the chair, his face ashen from a distance.

As she saw him like this, awful memories flooded her mind.

She used to be the only exhausted person in this office. She used to be the laughing stock and the other employees gossiped about her.

How the tables had turned. But she admitted that she was not happy to see Kevin gaunt.

"Go to the hospital with me."

Anne reached out to him, taking Kevin's hand, and she saw how his face relaxed with her touch.

"I'm fine now. Why should I go back to the hospital?" He chose to endure the pain he was feeling and didn't want to be alone in the hospital again.

"There is something wrong with your body. You must go to the hospital for treatment. It's for your own good," Anne dryly insisted without a trace of worry on her face.

"Are you worried about me?" Kevin's will was strong. He didn't give up.

"For our baby."

Her answer hurt him again. It was always for the sake of the child. He was frustrated that sometimes he wondered what was really inside Anne's heart if he cut it open.

"You can go back now. I'm not going to the hospital. Don't worry about me." Kevin rested his back on his chair, seeming to be self-destructing.

Anne was so angry that she couldn't say a word. At last, she snapped. She cackled.

But Kevin was scared by her smile.

"Kevin, you have changed," Anne smiled mysteriously which left Kevin bewildered.

"How did I change?" Kevin asked unconsciously.

Taking a step back, Anne seriously pointed out, "The Kevin that I know won't be like you. Even if he can't get the one he loves, he won't make a clown out of himself. He is always indifferent, arrogant, and smart. He will try his best to get rid of people who oppose him until they give up going against him. But you? You're not like him even in the slightest bit. As soon as you get sick, you act all sulky in your office. It pisses me off."

It seemed that Anne had racked her brains to criticize Kevin.

As she blurted out those words, Kevin's sullen expression shifted. Finally, he reached out to her, pulled her closer and kissed her passionately, letting his frustrations be washed away by this.

His kiss was intense and desperate, he felt weak. He needed her. He wanted more of her.

"I love you so much. Can you please stop hurting me?"

Kevin begged in a weak and hopeless voice. He knew that he had failed in Anne's eyes, that he was no longer the man she looked up to, the guy he used to be. He turned soft and was no longer sure of himself.

He didn't give a damn if he became one of those pitiful men who was filled with despair and just wanted to bring back their beloved woman.

Anne got cold feet. She didn't expect that Kevin would kiss her again. Her eyes were expressionless. She was overwhelmed as things sank in slowly. She pushed Kevin away as the realization hit her. Then she heard him say in a hoarse voice, pleading, "Anne, I want to go home. Let me stay with you."

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Later that night, all the lights were dark. When Kevin woke up, he saw the white walls, the dark sofa, and the brown bed sheet.

He exhaled a sigh of relief. He was home, at last.

He looked at his watch. It was eleven o'clock.

By this time, Anne must have fallen asleep.

He didn't want to disturb Anne again. Perhaps bringing him back there was the biggest compromise that Anne would allow.

A grin started to form on Kevin's face. The pain he was experiencing seemed to be outweighed by the happiness he felt.

Unaware of the time passing by, it was already thirty minutes to midnight, but Kevin did not expect that Anne would suddenly open the door and come in.

The light in the room he was staying in was not lit, apart from the one in the living room, having its light splashed into the room. It shone upon Anne, a dazzling sight to behold that Kevin looked at her with all her glory and refused to turn away.

"You are awake. Here is the porridge. Have a taste."

Anne put down the porridge and was about to go out, but was stopped by Kevin.

"Anne, stay here."

He was indeed changing slowly. At least he wasn't ordering her like he was before when he was with her. It was more of a polite request.

The air was filled with a faint aroma. Kevin hadn't eaten anything for a long time, and he was famished.

He took a sip of the porridge and felt nostalgic.

He smiled. "Anne, I had the same porridge as this when I was in the hospital."

Kevin was not the type to easily forget a taste of what he had eaten once. He put two and two and concluded that it was the same porridge. But Anne asked Rose to take it to him.

"All the porridge in the world are the same. They happened to have the same taste. I'll go to see Eddy. Enjoy yourself."

Then Anne walked out.

But the smile on Kevin's face didn't disappear. It seemed that Anne didn't know that he was particularly sensitive to the taste of food.

But it didn't matter. This was his own secret, his own warmth.

When Anne went out, she forgot to close the door. Kevin's room was facing Eddy's, so he conveniently saw what was happening inside the other room.

He could not mistake the bright smile on Anne's face, her gentle expression radiating ease and comfort when she held Eddy into her arms. How he craved to be close to her but he couldn't. He had to control himself.