All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

With Katie and her son present, Charlotte never expected Griffith to believe her. However, she didn't care if he believed her or not, as she had already acted.The child's cries were getting louder. Griffith turned to Katie, his mouth subtly downturned, and said coldly, "Get up."Katie locked eyes with him for a brief moment, realizing that her little trick wouldn't work on him. She gritted her teeth, quickly weighing the situation. When she saw her son's tearful face, her heart made a snap decision. She tried to get up but cried out in pain and fell back to the ground."Griffith, I'm sorry. I think I sprained my foot," she said.Charlotte snorted. Could she be any more fake?Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Griffith, and she wondered what his reaction would be. But he was focusing on their son. The boy's crying subsided as he tried to reach Katie, but his short arms and legs were of no use.His immediate response was to turn to Griffith for help. "Mommy is hurt. Please,

"Saving a life is more important," Charlotte said, and left it at that.Ash wanted to say something, but Charlotte had already given a slight smile and said to Julie, "I need to leave now. Go back home with your brother, okay?"Julie, still looking a bit downcast, nodded and extended her head toward her. Charlotte smiled and ruffled Julie's hair.After saying her goodbyes to them, Charlotte left the house. Outside, it was already late. She had just gotten into her car when her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she was somewhat surprised. She answered the call, saying, "Hello?"Meanwhile, inside the VIP lounge of the hospital, Katie sat on the couch, looking pale.The little trick she had played might not have fooled Griffith in the first place, but she had gambled that he had no feelings for Charlotte, hoping that he wouldn't embarrass her in front of Charlotte. However, Harry's sudden episode had changed everything. In Griffith's eyes, Harry was probably more important than anyon

Griffith went downstairs and ran into Helen coming out of the kitchen."Young Master," Helen greeted him, surprised that he had come to the kitchen."Did she not enter the kitchen after she came back?" Griffith asked.Helen realized he was referring to Charlotte."No, Madam came back, changed her clothes hastily, and then left," Helen said."What did she change into?""A black dress," Helen said, describing it. "It was quite pretty."He didn't need to be told; it was surely to meet Ava. Griffith responded indifferently, then went upstairs.After a moment of contemplation, he realized that she was throwing a tantrum. All because he asked her to leave? How foolish. He was only trying to help her!After passing through the bedroom, he stopped in front of the photo wall for a moment. He saw the woman's large eyes and couldn't help but feel frustrated. He reached out and turned the photo around.How childish. Did she think that he'd care just because she didn’t prepare the medicin

Sincerity had proven to be a highly effective approach, and Benjamin's final move left Charlotte nearly speechless. She glanced around nervously, adjusted her squatting posture, and cleared her throat several times, coughing lightly.Benjamin couldn't help but suppress a chuckle. His typically pale and somewhat aloof demeanor now carried a playful hint. He poured drinks for both of them, clinking his glass with Charlotte's."If you brighten up a bit, I promise to control myself and not blurt out any hasty confessions," he teased.Charlotte wiped her face and managed a small smile. "Benjamin.""Hmm?"Charlotte raised her hand, giving him a thumbs up, as if to say, "You've got skills."Benjamin's lips curled into a satisfied grin.Meanwhile, at the Secret bar upstairs, an assistant whispered to Allison, "Benjamin is downstairs, Allison. Do you want to go say hello? The young master of the Sterling family is not an ordinary person."Allison, who had been leaning on the pool table,

In the parking lot, the car's dazzling lights dimmed as a man stepped out of the Bentley, the back door opening for him. Allison had been waiting and was quite surprised by the identity of the arrival. She hadn't expected Griffith to arrive so quickly.Supressing her discontent, she jogged up to him, offering her most perfect smile. "Mr. Wilson."Griffith didn't look at her; his face was unusually distant and cold in the dark night. "Where is she?"Noticing that he was inquiring about Charlotte as soon as he arrived, Allison felt her expression drop. She clenched her fists momentarily before forcing a smile. "Mrs. Scott is on the third floor."Only after hearing her mention Charlotte's location did Griffith shift his gaze towards her. His look was calm, yet it held a penetrating intensity that quickened the heartbeat.Allison straightened her back and, after a moment, corrected herself, "Mrs. Wilson is on the third floor, and she might be drunk."Griffith recalled the image she h