All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 881 - Chapter 890

Charlotte embraced the man from behind, smelling the faint scent of his shower gel. She lifted her head and asked, "You're dressed so nicely. Where are you going?"Griffith hooked his lip and said, "To meet the beautiful female secretary."As soon as he finished speaking, his waist was harshly pinched. He winced, stopped buttoning his shirt, pulled her hand down, and sat on the bed. Charlotte, guided by him, supported his shoulder with one hand and buttoned his shirt with the other.Griffith looked at her and explained, "I received a call from Grandpa. I need to go over."Charlotte was puzzled. "You just got back, and he already knows?""Now you know how well-informed he is.""Indeed." Charlotte was a bit curious about his family on his grandfather's side."I won't take you with me this time," he said.Charlotte nodded. "I have something to do later.""Going to the Scott family mansion?""Probably going to the hospital. I'll call and check."Griffith thought for a moment and

"There are only a few rooms in this house. You and I are both staying the night. If she stays too, we might have to end up moving Grandpa out to make room for her," someone suggested."This house is so big. How can it not be enough?" "With Grandpa's condition, many relatives will come for the funeral. Can the house accommodate everyone?""Even if others can't, she got married in King City, and she has her own house. Why stay in her parents' home?"With two opposing sides, the atmosphere grew tense, and the thin veneer of civility was torn apart.Initially, Charlotte had no intention of staying. She planned to leave. However, her gaze swept across the room, and she saw someone entering. She froze.Amidst the chaos of the argument, the entrance of another person brought everything to a halt. William, dressed casually with a duckbill cap and carrying a laptop bag, walked in wearing an all-black outfit from head to toe. Entering without acknowledging anyone, he dropped his bag.Gla

Griffith kept his word. Charlotte chose Faith's room, and he promptly had it emptied. Two hours later, the room was filled again, with the layout and furnishings identical to those in Griffith's mansion, except for the spatial structure that couldn't be changed immediately.Downstairs, everyone could only watch.Bruce, accustomed to being arrogant, spoke daringly and even dared to resort to violence, but in the chaos, he ended up being accidentally injured. Ash's men almost openly beat him in front of everyone, claiming it was an accident afterward.Marcus, observing from a distance, saw Griffith determined to support Charlotte, and he felt relieved. With Griffith on their side, he no longer panicked. Coldly, he taunted Bruce.In theory, everyone witnessing Bruce being beaten should say something to uphold the pride of the Scott family. However, Griffith said, "We, as a couple, only take what belongs to us. The rest is the private matter of the Scott family and has nothing to do wi

"Your grandfather is not a good person; that's why he's facing retribution. He's on the brink of death, and we're causing a ruckus next door."Charlotte chuckled. "That makes sense."Griffith supported himself on either side of her and lowered his head to give her a kiss on the lips. Charlotte whined for a while before lazily agreeing to get up.Before leaving, Griffith answered a phone call, and she stepped out first.When the door opened, Faith was surprisingly still outside. There were bodyguards on both sides, and she stood in the corridor with an expressionless face, obviously waiting for Charlotte.Charlotte gently pushed the door ajar, smiling. "Faith, still thinking about going into the cloakroom?"Faith was restraining herself so she wouldn't go mad on the spot. When she heard the affectionate sounds coming from the room, she clenched her fist so hard that her nails broke off.Why!? Why!?Back then, she had nearly married Griffith. She had done this b*tch an undeserved

As Owen's strength waned, he stared at the young and lively face before him, his aged countenance filled with despair and fear. Upon hearing Madeline's words, instead of calming down, he became more agitated, attempting to force himself up to call for help.Madeline sighed, extending her hand, her fingers suspended over the needle at Master Owen's chest."In traditional medicine, if a needle is inserted into the internal organs even slightly off, it could be fatal," she said casually, as if commenting on the weather.Owen, watching her fingers approach the silver needle, suppressed the surging anger upon realizing the consequences of his actions."If I had known...""If you had known that I am such a disobedient and unfilial creature, you would have dealt with me back then, right?" Madeline smiled, her lips carrying a hint of mockery as she spoke softly.Owen struggled to catch his breath for a moment, then suddenly eased, his eyes looking at her incredulously.Madeline simply w