Hunting for His EX-Wife

Maxwell’s hair was combed carefully, his clothes neat. He looked more spirited than before.

Although he still couldn’t talk or move, Martha could tell her father’s physical condition had improved with Bianca’s care.

Before she arrived, Bianca might have said something, as Martha saw smiles in her father’s eyes.

Thinking about their affection for each other, Martha beamed at them warmly.

She approached Bianca with a smile and affectionately reached out to take her arm.

“Dad, Bianca, how have you been recently?”

“We both have been well.”

Bianca stared at her dotingly.

She knew how much Martha worried about Maxwell, so she added without waiting for Martha to ask, “The doctor has been giving your father the treatment recently. He said your father was getting much better.”

Martha tilted her head and saw the excitement in Maxwell’s eyes and behaviors. The smile became broader on her face.

She let go of Bianca, squatted down, and held Maxwell’s hands.

His hands were warm and rough, but Martha felt secure.

“Dad, I contacted an expert not long ago and made an appointment with him. He’ll come to check on you later.”

The next second, she felt the slight response from Maxwell’s fingers.

She knew it meant he was excited.

Bianca also asked with concern, “When will the doctor come?”

“Next week. I plan to let him stay in the house for a while so he can give Dad therapy,” Martha answered.

Bianca nodded, staring at her with concern.

“I’ll take care of your father. How about you? You must have a hard time now.”

With a faint smile, Martha shook her head.

“I’m OK, Bianca. Rest assured.”

Bianca heaved a sigh helplessly without remarking more, but Martha could tell Bianca felt sorry for her.

Feeling touched, Martha took her hand and let her sit on a bench.

Then she shifted their conversation in another direction.

“Bianca, after Dad recovers and I finish dealing with all matters, let’s move abroad. Let’s find a place with beautiful landscapes and settle down. What do you think?”

Bianca watched her describe her dream life, tears welling up in her eyes.

Bianca realized Lady Martha really treated her as her family, and couldn’t help looking forward to it.

“Bianca, we can keep a pet dog. You and Dad can walk the dog every day, so you won’t feel lonely.”

“Why shall we move abroad?” Bianca dreamed of that kind of life, too, but she was confused.

“I want to leave everything here behind.”

Also, someone she loved and cared about was waiting for her abroad.

Martha cast down her eyes to cover the mixed feelings in them.

She couldn’t tell Bianca about Jimmy so far. Or Bianca would be worried about him.

…

The following morning, Martha stretched dizzily after waking up.

Her fair arms reached out from the quilt. In comfort, she slowly opened her eyes and sat up.

When she saw the man on the couch, she froze, and her eyes widened.

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Martha’s mind was blank.

Not far from her bed, Stefan sat on the couch with his legs folded while reading a book. Martha didn’t know how long he had been sitting there.

Upon hearing the sound from the bed, he put down the book and looked at Martha, his eyes dark.