How My Ex Became My Next

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In the Harrington residence, Olivia Wheeler, the maid, had been waiting for Jensen for a long time. She took Jensen’s coat and was slightly stunned when she saw Madeleine behind Jensen.

“Ms. Donovan, we have prepared a bedroom for you. You can go up from this stairway.”

Madeleine was following Jensen. She stopped when she was about to enter the elevator, turning to look at Olivia in disbelief. “Jensen and I don’t sleep together?”

Madeleine thought that Jensen should have tacitly agreed to marry her in the future since Jensen agreed to let her move into the Harrington residence. She thought it was natural for them to live together.

Jensen frowned at her words.

“Well…” Of course, Olivia didn’t dare to say too much.

Carol was afraid that Gilda would leave any traces in the bedroom, so before Madeleine came, she asked Olivia to clean up an extra guest room for Madeleine.

“I have work to do. You go and sleep alone first.”

Jensen glanced at Madeleine indifferently and motioned to her to go to the guest room.

“But…” Madeleine was still somewhat unwilling to take the injunction. Olivia, however, in obedience to Jensen’s order, directly stopped Madeleine. “Ms. Donovan, please come with me.”

The elevator door quickly closed, blocking Madeleine’s eyes. Even so, she still managed to capture the cold look on Jensen’s face.

Madeleine suppressed her dissatisfaction. She always felt that Jensen’s attitude towards her had changed ever since she returned from abroad. She felt that Jensen was close to her sometimes. But occasionally, she would sense some distance and coldness in Jensen’s attitude toward her, making it hard for her to understand.

After returning to the study, Jensen took a shower and changed his bathrobe. Later, he began to flip through the documents. However, he found it was hard for him to engage in the reading. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

In the past, Gilda would invariably send a bowl of soup to the study at this time and then go back to her bedroom to wait for him.

Jensen, however, sometimes spent the night in the study. Though he would occasionally go back to the bedroom, they would sleep separately, one on the sofa and the other on the bed. Even so, Gilda never changed her habit of sending a bowl of soup to the study.

Jensen stayed in the study for a long time that day, but no one came to the study.

Jensen felt upset when he thought of Gilda’s departure.

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Jensen’s phone rang. When he took it over and saw it was a call from Lanny, he frowned imperceptibly. He didn’t know why he was so emotional just now.

“Mr. Harrington, the person in charge of the Geleston Medical Expo just called and said that our company was directly disqualified from participating in the expo due to insufficient funding.”

Jensen’s face darkened. Initially, Gilda was responsible for these things. Now that she resigned, it naturally fell on Lanny.

“What? The list is determined according to the amount of money each group invested in the Red Cross. The Harrington Corporation funded 60 million dollars last year. How dare he say it is not insufficient?”

Lanny could tell that Jensen was in a bad mood. Lanny said nervously, “I’m also confused. I called Ms. Lynch to ask about this matter, but her number is invalid now…”

Lanny stopped abruptly and didn’t dare to continue.

The study fell into a dead silence. Jensen frowned, remembering the expression of fierce determination on Gilda’s face when she took off her uniform and left though it would throw her into humiliation. A strange emotion surged in his heart.

Jensen remembered that Gilda said that she was born in the countryside and was admitted to a university after hard work in high school. And that was the reason why she could stay in a big city later.

Jensen also remembered that Gilda opened a multi–brand boutique at first, but it was closed shortly after she married him.

Over the years, Gilda had no extra income except for the pocket money given by the Harrington family regularly.

Jensen thought, ‘Where could a penniless woman go?”

“Firstly, I’ll send you an address later. Go there and check if Gilda is there.” Jensen still remembered the address of the rural hometown that Gilda mentioned to him before. He swore that he would find Gilda.

“Secondly, contact the organizer of the Geleston Medical Expo. I want to meet their general manager.”

After hanging up the phone, Jensen threw his phone on the table, wearing a scowl.