Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 58 Is It Eric Again?

Edward left home early because it was weekday. When Irene slowly got up, she found there was a note

on the bedside table.

It said, "Have a good lunch. I have something to do, so I cannot eat with you together."

It was boring to watch movies and read books the whole day.

So she called Millicent. "Millicent, are you free? How about we go shopping today?"

Millicent's parents ran a small company. Although it was small, they placed great value on their only

daughter. They knew she did not like to deal with business and preferred to draw, so they let her do

that. So Millicent always had nothing to do except drawing.

Millicent agreed without any hesitation and decided to meet Irene at the café they often visited.

......

Just as Irene arrived at the café, Millicent was already there for a long time. She was just looking at her

cell phone.

She approached to the seat and said, "I am sorry to make you wait for so long. But there was a traffic

jam, I am realy sorry!"

Millicent laughed. "Don't mention that. We are friends. I did the same thing, too. So it's fine."

Irene sat down, "Should we order some coffee?"

Millicent nodded, and then they drank while chatted.

"Irene, Mr. Wilson has protected you too well. Did he allow you come to play?" Millicent looked at Irene

with a snicker.

"He left early this morning and said he won't eat lunch at home today, so I sneaked out." Irene said.

"You sneak out. Aren't you afraid that Edward will be angry with you if he knows it?"

Irene dared not to look Millicent in the eye. She was still a little scared. After all, Edward was quite

concerned about this sort of thing. She pretended to stir her coffee casually, "In reality, he's not that

mean."

Millicent thought to herself, "She never lies. She just exposed herself." Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

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They left the cafe shop and went to the shopping mall to buy some clothes.

Irene found that Millicent had been staring at her cell phone in a daze, as if she was waiting for

someone's messege.

"Why do you keep looking at your phone? Are you waiting for someone's messege?" Irene asked with

a smile.

Millicent immediately put the phone back in her pocket. Her face was slightly flushed when she

retorted, "No, I'm not."

Something must happened to Millicent.

"Millicent, are you in love with someone?" Irene asked curiously and chattily.

Millicent ignored her and turned around to look at the clothes.

However, Irene approached to her and elbowed her. "We're best friends, so there shouldn't be secrets

between us. Just say it. I want to know who he is."

Millicent hesitated and did not want to say. Irene had almost gone mad. Irene knew if Millicent had a

boyfriend, she would not hide that from her. Unless she knew that person,too. "Are you with Elio?"

Irene questioned.

Millicent realized that she couldn't hide it anmore. She nodded and said, "It's him, but..." She was not

sure if he really liked her and if he had already let go of Irene. Actually, on that day, Milliant invited Elio

to another art exhibition, he did not refuse. On the way back home, he even kissed her on the

forehead.

Irene felt she had a really good guess, but then she found Miliicent blushed and stood at the same

spot in a daze.

She didn't looked at Irene or the clothes.

"What's wrong? Millicent?" Irene asked.

After a few seconds, Millicent came to her senses. She looked at Irene and asked, "What?"

Irene looked helplessly. "What? What's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze?"

"Does it mean a guy likes you if he kiss you on the forehead?" asked Millicent. She needed an answer

to remove the doubt she had in her heart at the moment.

Irene immediately covered her mouth because of surprise, "He - he already kissed you." She could not

believe it. Irene knew Elio well. He was a typical elegant gentleman, so he wouldn't kiss a girl for no

reason.

Unless he liked her.

"Absolutely, Millicent. He must like you. He is not a playboy who likes to get close to any woman. If he

had kissed you, he must have fallen in love with you." Irene said seriously.

"Really?" Millicent's eyes suddenly lit up, they were just as dazzling as the fireworks in the night sky.

"He really likes me." Not because he thought I was someone else? Was that so?

Millicent was so excited that she couldn't even pronounced her words clearly.

Millicent felt as if a sweet candy was eaten by her. It had been so sweet that made she feel unreal, as if

she were in a dream.

"Of course." Irene said confidently. "I told you that you two were perfect for each other. Both of you

have good lookings and like arts. It's made in heaven."

Millicent suddenly felt that Irene was good at praising others. At least she was very happy after hearing

her words.

Finding that Elio, the man she had liked for so many years, liked herself too, Millicent was so excited.

She couldn't find any words to describe her current mood.

But, why didn't he send her a message after he kissed her?

Millicent was too shy to send him a message initiatively.

Thinking of this, Millicent asked,"But why didn't he text me or call me if he likes me? It seems like

nothing had ever happened."

"Well?" Irene raised her head and thought for a moment. "You know that he was just back and running

a big company. Maybe he is too busy at work. Also,as I know, Elio is a introverted guy. Maybe he feels

more shy than you after he kissed you."

Millicent nodded, hoping it was true. After all, she knew he was reserved, too.

She smiled to Irene and stopped thinking about him.

When they went out of a store and were about to take the elevator to upstairs,a man rushed down from

the elevator and bumped into Irene.

He almost knocked her down.

Luckily, Millicent held Irene, "Are you okay?"

Irene shook her head, but suddenly she felt her purse was lighter. She quickly checked her purse and

found that her cell phone was gone.

"He is a thief. He took my phone."

Millicent shouted out, "Stop him. That man is a thief."

With the help of the security staff and a passenger, they caught the man. When Irene looked at the

crowd, she found a familiar figure.

When Irene got closer to get her phone back and thank the brave passenger who just helped her, she

found that it turned out to be Eric.

At this moment, Eric smiled and said, "It's you, Miss. Jones."

Irene took back her phone from Eric's hand and said, "Thank you."

"How could it be such a coincidence? Why is he here?" Irene thought to herself.

As if seeing through Irene's thought, Eric said, " I am in charge of a shop belonged to the Wilson

Group. I just happened to come and have a look today."

Irene just nodded without saying anything.

"Miss Jones, I helped you get your phone back, you own me this time. Do you want to treat me a

meal? I have finished my inspection. Ther is nothing to do. What aout we eat today?" Eric asked with a

smile.

Irene replied, "I own you a meal, but..." Then Irene turned to look at Millicent, "I have to accompany my

friend to go shopping. Why do not we meet another day? You decide the palce, I'll definitely pay for

that."

Eric had no choice but to say, "Alright. It's fine as long as Mrs. Jones doesn't stand me up." Then he

looked at Millicent and still kept smiling. "This must be Mrs. Jones' friend."

Millicent said, "Nice to meet you, I'm Millicent Baker."

"Millicent? What a nice name. Nice to meet you. I'm Eric Wilson." Eric stared at Millicent and reached

out his hand.

Millicent gently shook her hand.

Irene didn't want to talk too much with Eric, so she left with Millicent. Last time, She had conflict with

Edward because of his words. After that, she didn't want to talk to this hypocritical man anymore.

Millicent could tell that Irene didn't like Eric, though he had just helped her. What puzzled her most was

that this Eric was also from Wilson family.

"Irene, who is he?" Millicent asked in a confusion.

Irene asked back, "Do you want to ask him why his surname is also Wilson?"

Millicent nodded. She really wanted to know.

Irene had to tell her that Eric was the illegitimate child of Edward's father.

Millicent finally understood why Irene disliked Eric. If she was Irene, she would not like him either.

Besides, she felt that this Eric's aura was strange.