All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Everyone was dumbfounded as Ava was carried out, but Nora's face was the most unpleasant to look at. She quickly looked at Michelle.Michelle's face turned pale, and she grabbed Nora's arm. "Aunt...""Don't call me aunt!"Ava had been pulled out from the basement freezer. After half an hour, she had lost all color in her face. Charlotte's eyes welled up with tears, and she rushed to embrace her, quickly grabbing a blanket from the sofa and draping it over her."C-Charlotte…""Don't talk. Let's go to the hospital first.""I'm fine. I'm just a little cold. I'll feel better after I warm up. You don't need to worry," Ava said, shaking her head.At this point, Ava was still trying to comfort her. Charlotte felt extremely sorry for her."Auntie, you've seen it for yourself. It's clear who owes who an explanation." Griffith's voice was emotionless, colder than the basement freezer.Nora looked helpless. She pulled her arm out of Michelle's grip and said, "I didn't throw her in there.

In the private room, Charlotte looked at the menu and suddenly realized it was time for dinner. She was so anxious that her head spun and she neglected her hunger cues.Griffith ordered a table full of dishes, but she only ordered two dishes, which she requested to be packed to go.The noodles that arrived were Griffith's order. She picked up her chopsticks and paused for a moment.Griffith gave her a sidelong glance. "Who said I ordered for you?"Charlotte was speechless. When the server asked about the main course, he said the usual. She thought his order included her portion, too.The server noticed her confusion and asked, "Would you like a bowl of noodles, too?"Charlotte put down her chopsticks and smiled. "No, thank you. I'll have some rice.""But our noodles...""Which cultured person eats noodles as a main course? I want fried rice.""Ah... All right."Griffith glanced at the noodles in front of him and let out a soft sigh. He also put down his chopsticks, leaning ba

Ava was not a native of King City; her hometown was in Parve City, Quinsmore Province. She had come to King City with her parents at a young age. She had a better understanding than Charlotte of human nature and the world's ways."I acted as meek as a quail back then. When they were causing trouble, I wore a smiling face. Otherwise, before Simon could speak up, I would probably have received a few more blows," she casually said, making Charlotte tear up.Thinking about it, Ava wouldn't have had to endure all this suffering if it weren't for her.Ava noticed her mood and made a dismissive noise, saying, "It's no big deal. Back in the day, we had a crazy and eccentric customer who beat up half of our team. Our manager even took us to apologize together. That person's arrogance was beyond belief."She sighed, adding, "In our line of work, the income is quite high, but if you stay in this industry for too long, your heart becomes numb. I've already bought two houses in my hometown, and

The man glanced at her indifferently, then picked up the car keys from the coffee table."Are you going out for a drink?" Charlotte asked.Griffith didn't bother to respond and simply left. Charlotte opened her mouth slightly, feeling like she had done her best. Accompanying him was out of the question. She lowered her head and poured herself a cup of tea.Suddenly, a cold gust of wind swept in from outside, and Griffith stormed back in, his anger palpable. Startled, Charlotte looked up at him. "What's wrong?"The man raised his hand, his eyes filled with incredulous disbelief and impending rage. Charlotte blinked and took a step towards him. She noticed something in his palm, causing her to gasp and quickly step back.His face turned pale, and he struggled to control his facial expression. His arms stiffened, keeping himself at a distance, and he barely gritted his teeth to ask, "What is this?"Charlotte swallowed hard and stammered, "Uh, this... It looks like paint.""Hmph!" T

"Julie will be able to tell! Don't kill it!" Charlotte tried to persuade him earnestly.Griffith, however, sat down on the sofa downstairs, having tossed away his car keys. He was in no mood to go out."If we don't kill it, it will sleep in your room tonight." He raised an eyebrow and looked at Charlotte, then told Helen, "Take it upstairs and hang it by her bedside."Helen hesitated, thinking Griffith might have lost his mind. "Master, the Madam's bedside is also yours."Charlotte and Griffith paused simultaneously."I'll sleep in the study tonight.""He's sleeping in the study tonight."They both spoke in unison.Helen looked at both of them, burst into laughter, and said, "Never mind, I'll take the chicken back to the backyard."She turned and left, and Charlotte heaved a sigh of relief. She glanced at Griffith, who was sitting on the sofa. The man said, "Later, you can carry it back to your stupid room yourself."Charlotte added, "Chicky clucks, especially at night.""