Hunting for His EX-Wife

Mrs. Williams sat on the sofa for a long time until Jenna came downstairs and walked up to her.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t complete your task. I drugged him, but he went into the bathroom and left just now.”

There was a hint of apology in Jenna’s tone.

She failed to complete the task given by her sponsor.

“It’s fine. You did well. Take it step by step, and don’t pursue it too aggressively, or it might backfire. Rhys will only dislike you more.” Mrs. Williams rubbed her temples.

On their wedding night, her son stormed out of the room and slammed the door, leaving his bride feeling very unhappy.

But she had to admit that if it weren’t for Jenna, Rhys wouldn’t even come back to this house.

“Remember your mission, to give birth to a child for the Williams family. Don’t worry about your family matters, I will help you solve them.”

Mrs. Williams thought of Martha again and had a headache.

“I understand, and I will work hard at it,” Jenna said as she looked down at her belly.

She had fantasized before about finding a man she loved deeply and having an adorable baby with him.

But reality is cruel. With five million in hand, her uterus is no longer under her control.

She ended up in a situation where she had to chase after a man and beg for pregnancy.

In the spacious flat, Kamden Jarvis chuckled as he looked at his friend and noticed the flush on his face. Unable to resist teasing, he quipped.

“You’re already married, you can avoid it for a while but not forever. Why bother coming out?”

Mrs. Williams is pushing very hard, and everyone can see it.

If he hadn’t been pushed to the limit, given Rhys’ personality, there’s no way he would have gotten married.

“Who says I can’t avoid it?” Rhys raised his eyelids and glanced at him, “Stop laughing, hurry up and give me the antidote.”

I have been able to hold on until now thanks to ice water.

The potency of the drug is very strong, and most people cannot handle it.

Rhys took the antidote and drank it all at once.

“She wants me to get married, but I already have. What else does she want? I just don’t want to, can she force me?”

After a long time, she should understand that no matter how she urges him, it’s useless.

“What about your wife? Her name is Jenna? What will she do?” Kamden sighed with concern.

“She knows there’s no love between us, why does she still want to marry into our family?” Rhys frowned slightly.

He couldn’t help but imagine what Jenna would look like if she threw herself at him. There was no desire in his eyes, only determination.

As if she was making some kind of great sacrifice.

“Fine, you’re ruthless enough,” Kamden clicked his tongue. “What about Martha?”

If they were really together, they might be a good match, but there were no ifs.

“Why not compromise then? Since you’re married, just live your life peacefully. You and Martha are impossible now. You can’t keep living in the past.” Kamden thought for a moment before speaking up with advice.

“Kamden,” Rhys looked at him seriously. “Would you marry a woman you’ve never met before?”

Before Kamden could answer, his phone rang suddenly.

It was Mrs. Williams calling him on the phone.

Kamden made a gesture to Rhys before answering the call.

“Is my son with you right now? Let him answer my call; I have something to say to him.” Mrs. Williams’ voice came through on the phone.

Her son had gone out tonight after getting angry but he would have to come back tomorrow.

Kamden looked at his friend and then back at his phone, feeling conflicted.

“You tell her that if she calls again I’ll go find Martha right away.”

Rhys said as he lay down on the couch, closing his eyes directly afterwards.

Kamden couldn’t do anything about it so he reluctantly relayed Rhys’ words back to Mrs. Williams over the phone.

There was a crisp sound on the other end, followed by an immediate hang-up.

“Why did you get me involved when you are fighting with your mother?”

Kamden put down his cellphone and walked over next to Rhys, feeling regretful all of sudden

“We are friends, then your should help me! Tonight I will sleep here with you,” said Rhys as he turned over onto one side while telling his assistant to investigate Jenna, leaving everything else until tomorrow morning.

Kamden gave him a big eye roll and turned around angrily back to the master bedroom.

Half an hour later, he came out with a blanket and tossed it over Rhys.

“One blanket, one Lamborghini. Don’t catch a cold, what if you get sick and your wife forces you to sleep with her?”

According to Mrs. Williams’ personality, what can’t she do if she is capable of drugging her son?

Rhys didn’t say anything, he just pulled the blanket up a little.

What he just said was all nonsense. Martha has even had her second child, how could I possibly bother her?

His life was miserable enough on his own, why drag someone else into it?

He stayed up all night.

The next morning, Rhys neatly folded the blanket and left the key behind as payment for buying the blanket from last night.

The assistant was already waiting outside. As soon as he got in, the car was started and driven back to the Williams mansion.

“Did you forget who pays your salary?” Rhys realized this and asked casually.

He is his own assistant, not his mother’s.

“Mr. Williams,” the assistant forced a wry smile, but there was nothing he could do.

“Mrs. Williams insisted that I bring you home first, otherwise she will dismiss me. Mr. Williams, I have no other choice.”

As an assistant, Mr. Williams is definitely someone he can’t afford to offend, and the same goes for Mrs. Williams.

Rhys knew that his mother had gone all out and was determined to use any means necessary to urge him to come back.

“Keep driving, how did the search for Jenna’s information go?”

The assistant gave a grateful look and quickly handed him the prepared folder.

Jenna’s information is simple and tragic, with just two lines that capture her suffering.

He instantly guessed why his mother chose such a daughter-in-law.

Jenna had no choice but to obey.

Maybe I can have a good talk with her.

The car quickly arrived at the Williams mansion. As Rhys looked at the standalone villa in front of him, he felt very agitated inside.

To him, this home wasn’t a warm harbor but a cage. He wanted to escape, but his mother had tied him up with a rope.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

As soon as he entered the door, Mrs. Williams walked over and didn’t mention anything about last night. She urged him to come quickly and have breakfast.