Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 170 - 139 You Look Even More Beautiful from This Angle

Chapter 170: Chapter 139 You Look Even More Beautiful from This Angle

"Sit tight, I’ll push you again, and you’ll swing high."

"Forget it." Faye Townsend quickly stood up and stepped aside: "If you want to swing, do it yourself."

She walked over to the white chair nearby and sat down.

Hunter Warren also laughed as he walked over and sat down: "Why aren’t you going inside to eat?

Oliver Turner came by, and now you’re stressed?"

Faye was annoyed: "You have the nerve to ask, it’s all because of your own decisions that I feel so guilty towards Oliver Turner."

"You’re not marrying him, so why feel sorry for him."

"Because he’s my friend, and you’re his rival."

"But I’m your husband.

Besides, strictly speaking, we wouldn’t count as rivals.

Before you came along, even though he and I both were prominent in Anchester, we never interfered with each other.

It was you... that made him cross the line."

"Whether he crossed the line or not isn’t up to you to say, because I was the one who actively sought his help, so he’s indeed my benefactor."

"He dared to meddle in my affairs too.

If it weren’t for him interfering back then.

Across the entire Anchester, who dared to meddle in my business.

Who would help you besides him and Skyward Group?

Helping you meant opposing me, they’d have to be insane.

I bet you knew the Townsend Family’s situation at the time, so you wouldn’t have dragged them down.

If no one helped you back then, you’d still have to come to me for help.

If you had just yielded to me, things wouldn’t have reached this point today.

That’s why I say he crossed the line, there’s no denying it."

Faye smirked: "Back then, I would rather let the Townsend Family go bankrupt and then find a way to rebuild it, I would never have asked you for help."

Her voice was calm, her fingers fidgeting with each other: "Hunter Warren, I left that house with a determination never to return.

I never thought about coming back to you, not even once."

Hunter looked at her with pain: "Then you can start considering it now."

Faye remained silent, just staring at his face.

He was clearly not this kind of person, yet now he was accommodating her so much.

If it were before, she would have been moved beyond words.

But now, her heart had grown cold, and many things hardly moved her anymore.

However, there were things she couldn’t deny that she was grateful for.

Like when Xu Dayang bullied her, he secretly ruined his company for her.

Like when she was clearly away, yet he led the effort to buy land to fulfill her father’s wish.

"Actually, some things seem difficult, but they’re quite simple to do.

If you’re brave enough, keep me here for the night, sleep in the same room with me, and I promise, the next step will be much easier."

Faye rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked back to her room: "In your dreams."

Hunter laughed and followed: "Did Oliver Turner say anything bad about me before?"

"Do your bad deeds need others to tell me? It’s not like I don’t know who you are."

Hunter sighed speechlessly: "Looks like in your eyes, I’m already a complete villain."

"Aren’t you?"

"I won’t explain anything; I still believe that time will prove everything."

When Faye reached the door, she turned and looked at him: "Are you coming in with me?"

Hunter blinked: "If you need me not to go in, I can leave."

"Then you can leave."

He tilted his head with a smile: "You really are... straightforward."

Faye gave him a casual smile and turned to open the door to go inside.

But before stepping in, she thought of something and turned to look at him again.

"I want to ask you something."

"Go ahead." Hunter stepped forward: "Shall we talk inside?"

Faye held back a laugh at his expression: "No need, I can finish in a few sentences.

Why did you buy that plot of land in the suburbs?

Anyway, my dad is gone, even if you did this, he can’t see it."

"Just because those who’ve left can’t see, it doesn’t mean those who are still here can fool themselves.

I respected your dad and wanted to fulfill a wish for him.

Why did you suddenly think of asking about that land?"

Faye shook her head: "If my brother asks you for that land, don’t give it to him."

"What’s your brother want with that land?"

"Being a lunatic."

Hunter chuckled: "I understand, he wouldn’t dare come to me.

By the way, do you have time tomorrow night?"

"Why?"

"Just tell me if you’re busy or not."

"I’m not busy, but I’m not going to invite you to dinner again."

"I’m not asking you to have dinner with me, just accompany me to an evening event."

"An evening event? What kind of event, I don’t want to go."

Hunter’s lips curled into a smile: "Not wanting to go isn’t an option; your opposition is invalid.

I’ll have someone send you an evening dress tomorrow, that’s settled."

Watching Hunter leave after speaking, Faye pursed her lips, wondering how someone could be so unreasonable.

What a first-class scoundrel.

But going to an evening event with Hunter... is that really okay?

The fact is, attending an evening event with Hunter proved not slightly unpleasant, but very unpleasant.

When she appeared in a white evening dress, she immediately became the center of attention.

Standing by Hunter’s side, she attracted even more gazes.

This was their first public appearance together since their divorce, and they were attending as a couple.

Faye didn’t know he brought her to a television bidding event.

If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have come.

Besides public figures and sponsors, there were also many media reporters present.

Their appearance together was no less than creating a sensational news story.

Flashes went off wildly at her, Hunter stepped forward to block her with his tall figure.

"If tomorrow I see any rumors about my love and me in the papers, whichever media tries to expose it, I’ll make sure their path in the industry is over."

Having said that, he stepped aside: "Now, feel free to take pictures if you dare."

After his words, who would dare to take photos?

Faye muttered to herself, giving him a sidelong look; this man was ruthless—if he didn’t want others to expose them, why call her his love?

In others’ eyes, they’d already been divorced. Okay?

"Since no one wants to take pictures, we’ll take our leave now."

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, navigating through the crowd, and found a couch to sit on.

Faye looked at him with a slight frown: "Your network selecting scripts, why bring me here?"

"Upset because of what just happened? Don’t worry, no one will write anything reckless outside.

My influence in Anchester still counts for something."

Faye sighed: "I meant there’s no point in me being here.

You bring me here, you could have brought someone from your company who understands this field."

"That’s where you’re wrong, pairing up makes things less tiring."

He picked a few documents from the coffee table in front of the sofa and handed them to her.

"Look through these and see if there’s any TV show that catches your interest."

Faye took the documents: "I rarely watch TV, so looking at these... seems a bit unnecessary; I don’t have an eye for this."

"Women’s intuition in these matters is sharper than men’s, take a look.

Anyway, most of my investments in this field do well."

Faye raised her eyebrows, silently flipping through the documents.

Hunter stood up: "Wait a moment, I’ll get you a cocktail."

"Okay." Faye didn’t look up, continuing to read the TV show introductions.

But to be honest, for someone who barely watches TV shows, reading these summaries felt quite pointless, since they seemed too unrealistic.

Things like a domineering CEO falling for the ugly duckling.

Such scenarios weren’t common in her life circle.

Even if they did fall in love, it couldn’t work out in the end because of the huge difference in status.

Like Hunter Warren and Sebastian Sheldon, they were a living example.

Because she wasn’t really interested in these things.

She was engrossed when suddenly there was a loud argument between a man and a woman in front of her.

Faye looked up, the man’s back was to her, so she couldn’t see his face.

But the woman’s face looked familiar, surely they had met before.

"You’re absolutely useless, no wonder other companies don’t go bankrupt, only yours is getting worse, all because of you jinxing it." The woman’s voice was sharp, and Faye hissed, the feeling even more familiar.

"And who’s jinxing me? It’s you, the jinx!" The man retorted, not backing down.

People were already gathering around, but the two were so caught up in their quarrel they forgot about everything.

The man’s words infuriated the woman, she raised her hand and splashed her drink on the man.

The man swung his hand, tipping the glass off track, and the scarlet wine splattered onto Faye, an innocent bystander.

Faye gasped, looking down at her dress.

And at this moment, the man turned around, he stepped forward, grabbed a tissue from the table, and handed it over: "Miss, I’m sorry, so sorry."

Faye looked up, and the man froze: "Faye?"

Faye was equally surprised: "Are you... Victor Jude?"

Honestly, she was a little uncertain.

The Victor Jude she met six years ago had a faint aura of sadness.

Although he was harsh to her because of Clara, he still had a bit of youthful vivacity about him.

But the Victor Jude before her now seemed like all the energy had been drained from him.

He looked dispirited.

"What, can’t recognize me after six years? It seems I’ve changed a lot."

The woman behind him stepped forward, looking at Faye with a sharp demeanor.

"Hmph, I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s you."

"You are..." Faye hesitated for a long time; she seemed to know this person.

But she just found her familiar and couldn’t remember who she was.

The woman sneered and crossed her arms: "I’m Olivia Lynd, don’t you remember?"

Olivia Lynd? Faye’s mind immediately recalled it.

But how did Olivia Lynd change so much?

She clearly used to have a round face, small eyes.

But now her chin was sharp, her eyes too...

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