Attracted By My Ex-wife

Chapter 116 Fainted

Cherry bore her animosity-filled eyes at Kevin, hatred burning inside her as she balled her hands into fists.

"Mr. Kevin, do I need to bring an umbrella for Miss Anne?"

the butler asked hesitantly as he looked at Kevin.

Kevin turned his gaze towards the woman who was standing outside, still refusing to leave. He felt his chest tighten.

Why was this damn woman so persistent?

"No need," Cherry said snidely before Kevin could say anything.

"Kevin is trying to make her quit. If you give her an umbrella, it will only draw her back in."

Upon hearing the coldness in Cherry's tone, Kevin leered at her, visibly irked.

The Cherry he used to know would have kindly offered the umbrella to Anne. What had happened to her? It was like she was a completely different woman. Since when was she so ruthless?

As if she read his mind, she began to explain defensively,

"Kevin, I know it's too much but Anne won't leave until she completely gives up. Do you want her to wait by the door forever?"

She approached him and held his arm.

Even though he was annoyed by her, he knew she had a point. If he really wanted Anne to give up already, he couldn't spare her any hope.

"Then keep her waiting outside. If she gets tired, she'll leave on her own,"

he said coldly, abruptly drawing the curtains and effectively blocking their view of Anne outside. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing this, Cherry smiled proudly. It seemed that Anne didn't weigh much in his heart after all.

They returned to the dining table. He had his meal with a blank look pasted on his face. Without even so much as a glance at Cherry, he went straight to his study on the second floor after he had finished eating.

The rain kept pouring, showing no signs of letting up. Along with this, Kevin's anxiety heightened. It was undoubtedly cold outside yet Anne was still standing under the pelting rain for so long.

"Butler, hand me the umbrella!"

In the end, his pity for Anne prevailed. He put on his coat and stormed out of the room.

When he arrived downstairs, he was met with Cherry's questioning. He walked past her as if he hadn't heard her.

Cherry didn't have to ask where he was going. Just seeing the look on his face was enough to tell her what he was going to do. With this recognition, she shook with fury.

'She's so annoying! She really is willing to do anything just to hound Kevin. It's been a while and she still hasn't left!'

As the downpour continued, the brutal cold enveloped Anne.

Unable to hold on any longer, she fell into a heap on the ground as the cascades of rain lashed against her body.

As she was on the verge of losing consciousness, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Anne, wake up!"

Kevin said angrily as he helped her up. 'Damn it! How could she torture herself like this?'

Anne tried to open her eyes as a hazy image of Kevin's handsome face appeared in front of her.

"Please, let me see my child..." she choked out before she finally fainted.

"Anne, wake up!"

Kevin tried shaking her awake. It pained him to see her so pale and weak.

At that moment, he questioned himself. Had he been too harsh on her?

He continued to call her name but to no avail.

He picked her up in his arms and ran back to the villa, his clothes soaking wet.

The butler held an umbrella for him and trotted after him.

"Kevin, why did you bring Anne back?" Sitting in the living room, Cherry was surprised to see Kevin barge inside, holding Anne in his arms. Disdain instantly filled her heart.

Without even looking at her, Kevin made his way upstairs.

Her hands squeezed into fists as she restrained herself.

Kevin brought Anne to his bedroom. He turned to the butler and in a cold voice, ordered,

"What are you doing standing here? Call the doctor!"

"Yes, yes, I'm going now!" The butler jumped to his feet and left quickly, startled by Kevin's sudden anger.

Kevin placed his palm over Anne's forehead—she was burning up. He felt his heart tremble.

"You stupid woman, why are you so stubborn?"

As much as he was worried about her, there was a part of him that was mad at her as well. Why didn't she care about her own health?

Her clothes had been drenched in the rain. He picked her up and headed to the bathroom.

He carefully took her clothes off. He couldn't help but notice that she had grown noticeably thinner after giving birth.

He gently patted her dry, unable to take his eyes off her smooth and fair skin.

A strong arousal rushed inside him. Fighting the urge inside him, he hurriedly clothed her.

Half an hour later, the doctor finally arrived.

"How is she?" Kevin asked, the look on his face unreadable.

"Mr. Kevin, the patient fainted because she was rained on. Her temperature's pretty high. She has a fever and she's quite weak,"

the doctor answered matter-of-factly.

"When will she wake up?" he asked indifferently but the worry in his eyes was undeniable.

"I'm not sure yet. As I said, she's weak so it may take a while," the doctor said cautiously.

"I see. You can leave now," Kevin said, frowning slightly.

The coldness hung in the air as the doctor quickly left the room, not wanting to stay a second longer than he needed to.

Kevin studied Anne's face—she seemed so pure as a flush tinted her face from the fever.

She'd only been gone for a few days and he already missed her. If it weren't for what she did to Ruth, he might not have broken up with her so soon and he might not have been so cold to her.

Just as Kevin was lost in thought, Cherry pushed the door open and walked in. She immediately saw that he had been staring at Anne so intently that he didn't even notice that she had come in. Rage gripped her at the sight of this.

As the days passed, Kevin's attitude towards Anne was shifting and it was getting more and more apparent. Gone was the disgust in his eyes as heartache and concern replaced it.

"Kevin, you brought Anne here. Aren't you worried that she'll continue to pester you? You're giving her hope,"

Cherry said icily as she hid the hate in his eyes and walked towards him.

"I'll handle it. Don't worry,"

Kevin responded coldly, frowning impatiently.

"I'm only saying this for Anne's sake. Kevin, you should send her back before she wakes up. If she wakes up and finds out she's here, she'll cry and ask to see the child,"

Cherry persuaded as she wrapped her hands around his arm.

"Are you doubting my decision?" Kevin spat as he glanced at her, displeasure written all over his face.

He couldn't help but notice that Cherry wasn't as considerate as she was before. If anything, she was even a little merciless.

Cherry hastily averted her gaze, plastering a fake smile across her face.

"Of course not. I'm just worried that when she wakes up, she'll keep pestering you. You don't want that to happen, do you?"

Cherry quipped cautiously. She leaned against Kevin, looking at him tenderly.

"I'll handle it. You can leave now," Kevin said emotionlessly, withdrawing his gaze from her. He didn't want to hear another word out of her.

As Cherry felt his resistance, resentment stewed inside her. Surely, this sudden shift in his attitude towards her was Anne's fault.

He would never treat her this way if Anne wasn't here. She was mad that Kevin asked her to leave.

"All right. I'm leaving. You should go to bed early too."

It took a lot of effort for Cherry to force out this rather curt reply. With that, she exited the room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Kevin glued his eyes on Anne who still hadn't woken up. For some reason, he couldn't bring himself to look away.

He ran a hand through her hair, moving it away from her forehead. He had a gentle look on his face as he recalled the day she gave birth. The despair on her face then made his heart ache inexplicably.

"If you hadn't killed Ruth, I wouldn't have been so heartless towards you. Why did things have to turn out that way?"

If she hadn't done such a horrible thing, he might have kept her by his side for the rest of his life.

She lay unconscious. If only she could hear him right now, she wouldn't be so disappointed. After all, he was basically confessing his feelings for her at that moment.