Chasing Back My Ex-wife

Chapter 8

Five years later, on a road in the heart of City X.

"Mr. Johnson, there seems to be a car accident ahead. I guess we'll be stuck for some time."

While the driver spoke, he cast a glance at the man who was reading through some documents on his laptop through the rearview mirror.

As the years passed, the man looked more mature and tough. His eyelashes were long and lush, but his temperament had grown more frigid and arrogant.

Arthur pinched his forehead and looked out of the window—

A black Audi sped by.

The car looked very ordinary, but the window was down, revealing a woman's exquisite side profile. One look was enough to make Arthur tense up. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

The woman was very beautiful. Arthur had only gotten one quick glance, but he could see her red hair blowing in the wind and her pursed red lips that looked like rose petals.

Beautiful women were everywhere, no matter the flirtatious type or the innocent type. However, that woman looked so familiar that Arthur lost his composure.

"Turn around and follow that car!"

Arthur spoke very fast, as if he was afraid he would miss something.

The car was already a black speck in the distance, making Arthur feel more anxious.

Lucy! That was Lucy Morgan!

Five years later, on a road in the heart of City X.

"Mr. Johnson, there seems to be a car accident ahead. I guess we'll be stuck for some time."

He was bursting with joy. He had to get a hold of her!

"Huh?" The driver was confused. " Was Arthur actually cancelling a meeting that could earn him millions just to chase after an Audi?

"Turn the car around!" Arthur growled.

The driver jumped with fear and stepped on the gas.

...

Ten minutes later, the Audi slowly came to a stop near a high-end restaurant.

Following the clicking sound of high heels and a pleasant ring of a bell, the restaurant's door was pulled open. A few men widened their eyes at once.

The woman, who was wearing a smooth dress that acc

ented her beautiful figure and a pair of transparent five-inch heels, twined a lock of her curly red hair and sat down opposite a decent-looking man.

Lucy smiled. "Sorry I'm late."

The man opposite her was about forty years old. He looked at his wristwatch from time to time, evidently impatient. He was frowning.

"It's okay. What would you like to drink?" The man pretended to be a gentleman, but he couldn't stop himself from eyeing Lucy's chest.

Right then, a waiter came over, and Lucy tapped her finger lightly in a casual manner.

"Get me a glass of Agremur Blanc. I haven't eaten anything on the way, so I'll have one of this and this."

Thot restouront chorged reolly high prices, but Lucy didn't check the price ond ordered o few things. The mon's expression dorkened.

After the woiter wrote her order down, he osked the mon, "Sir, whot would you like?"

"I'll hove o cup of coffee." The mon glonced ot the menu while frowning deeply.

Lucy wos indeed very beoutiful, but she spent too lovishly. There were so mony other restouronts out there, but she just hod to choose o ploce where o single bottle of wine cost more thon o thousond dollors.

Lucy wos undeniobly gorgeous, ond she ron her own compony independently, so she hod mony pursuers.

In thot doy ond oge, there weren't mony women with such good looks ond weolth. Although she wos olreody 28 yeors old ond couldn't be considered very young, she hod her own compony.

'When I pursue her ino success, won't I get her ond her money ot the some time?'

At thot thought, the mon held bock ond did not comploin.

Lucy twirled her long hoir cosuolly ond soid with o smile, "Mr. Adkins, whot did you osk me out to discuss?"

The mon took o deep breoth ond burst out confidently, "Lucy, I wont to propose to you. Morry me!"

That restaurant charged really high prices, but Lucy didn't check the price and ordered a few things. The man's expression darkened.

After the waiter wrote her order down, he asked the man, "Sir, what would you like?"

"I'll have a cup of coffee." The man glanced at the menu while frowning deeply.

Lucy was indeed very beautiful, but she spent too lavishly. There were so many other restaurants out there, but she just had to choose a place where a single bottle of wine cost more than a thousand dollars.

Lucy was undeniably gorgeous, and she ran her own company independently, so she had many pursuers.

In that day and age, there weren't many women with such good looks and wealth. Although she was already 28 years old and couldn't be considered very young, she had her own company.

'When I pursue her ina success, won't I get her and her money at the same time?'

At that thought, the man held back and did not complain.

Lucy twirled her long hair casually and said with a smile, "Mr. Adkins, what did you ask me out to discuss?"

The man took a deep breath and burst out confidently, "Lucy, I want to propose to you. Marry me!"