Hunting for His EX-Wife

Jenna didn’t move, she silently counted in her mind.

“Why aren’t you leaving yet? Do I have to throw you out myself?” Rhys was about to push her when he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

He immediately understood what was going on.

“Did you actually drug me? Jenna, are you crazy? Do you really need a man that badly?”

He almost cursed out loud, he didn’t like this woman at all, why would he touch her?

Rhys wanted to rush out of the room, but the bedroom door had been locked from the outside by the servant.

He knew it was his mother’s doing. Angry, he pounded the door with his fists.

“Mrs. Williams, is this really okay?” The servant listened on the side, unable to help but frown and sigh inwardly.

She walked up to Mrs. Williams and lowered her voice, “Mrs. Williams, will this affect the mother-son relationship between you two?”

Mrs. Williams nodded at first, then shook her head. “Maybe, but I don’t have a choice now. When he has children and becomes a father himself, he will understand me. Is there any parent who doesn’t want their child to be well?”

She doesn’t want to force her son into this situation, but she can’t just sit back and watch Rhys be single forever just for that woman, can she?

“I have lowered my expectations. As long as I have a child, whether it is a boy or girl, I will no longer control Rhys.”

Mrs. Williams walked away, her figure somewhat desolate.

The servant hurried to catch up and halfway through, turned back and muttered within herself, hoping that Mr. Williams could be obedient, otherwise the Williams family would be in chaos!

In the room, Rhys hammered on the door for a long time, his hands bleeding from the effort, but the door remained steadfast and unmoving.

“Or, would you rather give up struggling?”

Jenna looked at him and sighed inwardly. It seemed that even wealthy Mr. Williams was not having an easy time.

I was forced to sell myself into the Williams family, but wasn’t he also forced to marry me?

“Huh, no way!” Rhys glared at her and regretted coming back.

“I know you don’t like me. Now that you’ve been drugged, why not stop struggling? After tonight, I won’t bother you anymore. You can play however you want.”

Mrs. Williams made it clear that she wants a child and as long as that is fulfilled, there won’t be any other issues.

“What did you do for work before?” Rhys’s teeth ground together with a squeaking sound. He had casually pointed to a photo, but ended up getting himself into such a big trouble!

“Did you used to work in a bar and professionally seduce men?”

Jenna remained silent.

He guessed half right, she did work at a bar, but she still had boundaries.

But this so-called bottom line seems to be nothing when it comes to family.

Looking at Rhys, she took off her jacket and rushed straight towards him.

“Are you crazy? It’s me who got drugged, not you!” Rhys was really infuriated.

Two people were chasing each other, but due to being drugged, Rhys felt his heart rate increase and his breathing become rapid after running only a few steps.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He quickly opened the bathroom door, locked himself inside, and called his assistant to come pick him up as soon as possible.

“Rhys? If you don’t come out, then I’ll wait outside.”

Jenna sat on the floor outside the bathroom, burying her head in her knees.

She is not foolish, of course she knows how much her nominal husband despises her. If given a choice, who would want to chase after a man like this?

Suddenly, the phone rang and Jenna picked it up to glance at a text message from her brother.

“Sis, Mom’s health has improved a lot. The doctor said as long as we have enough money for medical expenses, Mom will gradually recover. You need to take care of yourself outside. I will study hard and make a lot of money after graduation so that we can all live a good life!”

Just by looking at these words, she can recall her brother’s current appearance – very cute and sensible.

I have sold myself to the Williams family, but my brother’s life should not be ruined because of our gambling father.

Jenna quickly typed a line of text and sent it.

“Just focus on your studies, I’ll take care of the money.”

After putting down her phone, she silently shed tears.

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door opened and Rhys immediately saw Jenna sitting on the floor crying.

What is she crying for? Is it because she couldn’t have sex with me?

“Where are the keys?” Rhys spoke in a cold tone, having just taken a cold shower which had helped him calm down.

“I don’t know, maybe you should…”

Before Jenna could finish her sentence, she saw him pick up a chair and throw it directly towards the door.

With a loud bang, the chair fell to the ground and made a huge noise.

Jenna’s body trembled slightly, and her thoughts suddenly went back to her childhood. She remembered her gambler father coming home after losing money, treating her mother the same way.

Instinctively, she huddled up, wanting to hide herself, just like she did when she was a child.

“Open the door.” Rhys walked over and kicked it.

He knew his mother must be nearby, able to hear the commotion coming from this direction.

Doing this, he wants to tell his mother that he is not a puppet and he wants to protest!

If one kick doesn’t work, then give ten.

Soon, the sound of unlocking came from outside, and the servant looked at Rhys with a smile that was even uglier than crying.

“Mr. Williams, what are you doing? Today is a happy day and you kicked the door so loudly that it might scare your newlywed wife.”

Rhys completely ignored her and walked out without looking back.

When passing by the sofa, Mrs. Williams stopped her son and prevented him from going out.

“I cannot live according to your wishes. If you continue to force me, I will contact the reporters tomorrow and tell them that I want a divorce.”

Rhys turned his head and spoke clearly, enunciating each word.

He respects his mother and is willing to be a filial son, but there are some things that he is really powerless to do on his own.

“Rhys, listen to me!” Mrs. Williams quickly stood up.

Rhys acted faster and went straight out the door, slamming it shut with a bang.

Mrs. Williams stood still, feeling uneasy.

Did I really make a mistake in this step?

Jenna was chosen by my son himself, and now they are married. At least they need to spend some time together to see if it works out. They can’t get married today and divorce tomorrow.

Perhaps, with the passage of time or with the birth of a child, they will gradually develop feelings for each other.