All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Mike assured Griffith that she wouldn't become addicted after the injection, and only then did Griffith agree. Otherwise, he would rather let Charlotte create a ruckus for the night.Returning to the room where Charlotte was, he found her kneeling at the edge of the bed, trying to get her hand free. Griffith tried to console her and engage in conversation."I'll treat you to supper later."Charlotte glanced at him. "You want to harm me."Griffith responded, "No, I don't.""Then why are you being so nice to me?"She rolled her eyes at him and continued to pull her hand away.Griffith wasn't skilled at comforting people. After his previous attempts yielded poor results, he decided to use the old method. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her toward him. While talking to her, he held her in his arms.Charlotte felt uncomfortable being held, but she wasn't as agitated as before. She raised her head and spoke to him. "Griffith, don't hug me. It's hot.""I'll just hold you for

After coming out of the bathroom, Griffith didn't shackle Charlotte again, and she was much quieter. She lay down, while he sat nearby. She stared at the ceiling, and he manually helped her close her eyes.She obediently closed her eyes for a few seconds, then opened them and looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes. She seemed to be teasing him. The look in her eyes seemed to say, “Can you help me close my eyes again?"Griffith was left speechless. He decided to ignore her.Charlotte didn't get mad. She played with herself, her fingers, the handcuffs, and eventually his fingers, shackling the handcuffs to his hand.Normally, Griffith would never allow himself to be shackled like this by her, but the current situation was different. If it could make her calm down, it was better than anything else. Plus, he had the key, so he wasn't worried.A long time passed. Griffith was exhausted, and he opened his eyes to find that Charlotte had her hand resting on the edge of the bed, h

Charlotte slept until morning, and when she opened her eyes, the room was already filled with morning light. She looked around and scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Suddenly, she touched something furry. She hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to look. Oh, it's a head. She blinked her eyes and took a closer look. The head looked like Griffith's head. She felt like she had gone through a battlefield last night. Her limbs felt so heavy that every move was an effort. She tried to raise her hand, but she heard a man sigh impatiently. When she tried harder, her hand no longer moved. She turned her head to see handcuffs on her wrist. Before she could speak, Griffith skillfully held her wrist, and repositioned himself. With his eyes closed, he said, "Behave." His voice was low, likely due to a lack of sleep. Charlotte was a bit confused. She stared at the ceiling, replaying the events in her mind. A moment later, she took a sharp breath, turned her head in disbelief, and gla

Around eight o'clock, Charlotte, wrapped in a shawl, saw Ash carrying bags as he entered through the window.Seeing a familiar face made her happy. "Ash!"Ash paused by the window and said, "Ms. Charlotte, are you feeling better?"Charlotte nodded. "I'm much better now.""That's good."Ash lifted the items in his hands. "Young Master asked me to bring you some clothes. You can change into these.""Thank you."Ash nodded and entered from outside.Charlotte turned to see Griffith, who was coldly watching her. Whenever she looked, he would snort and withdraw his gaze, acting aloof.She blinked and suddenly found him quite amusing."Griffith, can I borrow your phone?"She was out of reach for so long, and she imagined Ava and the others must be getting worried. She also didn't know what was happening at the theater.Griffith heard her request but furrowed his brow.Requesting a phone probably meant she wanted to check the online messages, and even though Ash had cleared them,

Griffith was working diligently, but he noticed Charlotte zoning out, and when he looked up, he saw her face flushed.He furrowed his brows. "Are you running a fever again?"Charlotte was startled and snapped back to reality. "I don't think so."Griffith glanced around, noticing the sun getting stronger. "Go inside. I'll come inside once I'm done."He took the shovel from her hand. "Go find Mike and get a thermometer."Charlotte responded and went inside.She knew she wasn't running a fever, but she decided to get a thermometer to avoid any suspicion.Mike checked her temperature again to confirm there were no issues. "You're fine. Rest as usual."Charlotte nodded and looked in the direction of Griffith, who was no longer in the same place.Next to her, Ash was on the phone with Julie. Hearing the commotion, Charlotte's mind started working, and she asked Ash for her phone.Unexpectedly, Ash took her own phone out of her bag.Charlotte was pleasantly surprised. "Ash, you're