All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

At nine o'clock, the evening breeze blew gently through the small garden, carrying a fragrant scent. Charlotte sat in the pavilion, looking perplexed. She could not understand why the focus had shifted to whether she would become pregnant. Francine had said a year, but Griffith had managed to cut it down to six months.He was quite daring to say that. After all, three years had passed, but they were still childless. She let out a sigh. The family meeting was still ongoing, with no end in sight. She could imagine Griffith's relatives' expressions if the couple failed to have a child as promised. Griffith would inevitably become a laughing stock, which would be pretty amusing.Her mood suddenly lightened, and she thought of calling Griffith's mansion. As she took out her phone, she noticed two missed calls from Krystal. She intended to call back but heard footsteps approaching from behind. She turned and saw Griffith walking towards her.She cleared her throat, intending to speak, but

Griffith was outnumbered, so Charlotte got up to help. However, just as she took a few steps forward, screams rang from the front door. Griffith had kicked one of the men in the stomach and sent him crashing to a nearby vase. Fragments of ceramic flew everywhere.The kick caused the man internal damage as he rolled on the ground in agony. The more people there were, the harder Griffith struck. In an instant, all six burly men were floored. The one closest to Charlotte convulsed, and blood oozed from his mouth.Charlotte was shocked. She turned and saw Krystal holding the phone."Charlotte! Should I call the police?"Charlotte quickly stopped her. "No!"If the police arrived and attracted the media's attention, it would be troublesome.Griffith unbuttoned his cuffs, sat on the sofa, and looked around disdainfully. His breathing was heavy. Krystal and Hannah were both stupefied, too scared even to breathe.Charlotte rose from the ground and asked, "Do you want me to call someone?"

Ash's home was a large single-level house, probably around two hundred square meters, and it was kept very clean. Upon entering, Griffith went straight into the bathroom to take a shower. Julie played with the puppy in the living room, and Ash went to the kitchen.Charlotte felt awkward, so she went to the kitchen to help. Ash sensed her discomfort and let her help out."Is Julie your sister?" Charlotte asked.Ash paused for a moment and then nodded.Charlotte saw Julie getting up, opening the fridge, and taking a piece of cake before walking toward her."Do you want me to open it for you?" Julie asked.Charlotte was surprised."Your tummy has been growling for a while."Charlotte replied, "Thank you.""I'm Julie."As Charlotte unpacked the cake, she thought momentarily and said, "I'm Charlotte.""Hello, Charlotte.""Hello."Julie looked at her and said, "Big Brother said you're Brother Griffith's wife."Charlotte didn't answer this time.Julie didn't mind; she said many

"Fooling those old fogeys in your family temporarily seems pointless. Wouldn't be more effective to make them anxious, causing them to make mistakes, or even force your dad to take action?" Charlotte said calmly as she doodled in her notebook.Griffith crossed his arms and watched her in silence.Charlotte rested her chin on her hand, smiling at him. "But everyone already knows that we have a bad relationship. I bet even your secretary doesn't believe we can have a child.""What's your point?""I suggest you up the ante and invest in me a little," Charlotte said slowly. "Together, we can create the image of a couple with a deep and loving relationship, capable of conceiving a child that'll allow you to inherit a vast fortune at any moment. That'll have them sweating."Griffith smirked slightly as if considering. "After pretending to be married, are you planning to pretend to be in love with me too?""You're right. What I'm asking you to do is a piece of cake for you."Griffith s

Late at night, in a high-end apartment.Clang!A cell phone hit the TV, followed by the sound of a crying child. Upstairs, several nannies were busy with their duties. One of them came down and knocked on Katie's door."Ms. Katie, what's going on?" she asked.Inside the room, Katie's face contorted with frustration. She had made numerous calls, but only a woman had answered, deliberately provoking her and blocking her number. Griffith hadn't responded to her at all, either. What was he doing?She paced restlessly, fear and panic mingling within her, almost pushing her to madness. She had a lifelong bond with him, so he shouldn't treat her this way! The baby's cries were piercing, and the nannies kept asking what was happening outside the door.In a burst of anger, Katie shouted, "Shut up!"The two nannies by the door were startled and exchanged puzzled glances, not understanding what was happening. Katie seemed to be struggling with her wild mood swings lately. Could it be that