President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Although she now knew that Gabriel was Nick’s cousin, she was not concerned about being recognized. Except for her annual visit to Eddison over the holidays, she was mostly absent from their family; Nick had never seen what his wife looked like, and the others were even less likely to be interested in someone like her.

Thinking about the look Nick gave her a while ago before he left her at the enterance, Victoria smiled with a slight bit of chagrin between her smiles, “Maybe there’s something I’m doing that’s displeasing to Mr. Andrews.”

Gabriel was attracted to good-looking skin regardless of occupation or family background. The tone of his voice was unconsciously softer as he stared at the beautiful woman in front of him, who even possessed an unusually vivid brow.

“My cousin has a business degree, but he didn’t start out with finance, he took a double degree and the other one happened to be in art. Your design is very artistic. It’s probably because he’s been so busy with his divorce lately that he’s not in a good mood.”

Victoria didn’t say anything, but Wesley was surprised. “Nick’s married?”

Gabriel sighed, “It’s been a while now, and as soon as I returned this time, I heard that a lawyer had been contacted and arrangements were being made for an urgent divorce.”

He rarely returned to Andrews’s house, especially as an adult, and had always indulged in affairs outside. He knew very well that Nick had never met his nominal wife, even though she had been married by arrangement to her grandfather.

It was the first time Wesley had heard of it and he couldn’t help but be interested. “I thought Serene Haven Estates was a matrimonial home, but it turns out he was married a long time ago… looks like he’s planning on living on his own?”

Gabriel greeted the two men as they sat down and rambled, “It’s a matrimonial home too I think, my cousin doesn’t like his current wife, he was forced to get married back then. But I think he used to have a favorite woman, Serene Haven Estates was supposedly designed for that woman.”

After saying that, he tenderly handed Victoria a cup of juice. “Later when he comes, I’ll show him what you’ve designed, and he will be interested in them for sure.”

Victoria took the cup and smiled politely at him, “Thank you, I’ll take Mr. Mercer to dinner if the order is carried out successfully.”

Gabriel liked her unflappable posture and couldn’t help but say a few more words, “If it really works out, you really should treat me to dinner. You won’t be shortchanged on the design fee, and it’s for my cousin, so your reputation will definitely go up in the future.”

Victoria nodded her head.

Indeed, if this order could be made, it could be used to raise the popularity and successfully penetrate Nick’s class, which after that would mean no more worries for the rest of the studio’s business.

Across the corridor, the door to the box opened, and a tall, intimidatingly cold man entered.

Just as he stepped inside, his cell phone rang again.

Seeing it was Gabriel, Nick frowned and didn’t answer.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The man at the side glanced at his face and found it funny. “What’s wrong? You’re just here and you have a cold face. Who dares to mess with you?”

Although the box was large and crowded, a class was being held for Veridian City.

Nick belonged to the top category, and those around him were, without exception, figures of power and wealth.

From the moment he entered, all the other people sat quite consciously at a distance.

Aidan Blackwood casually handed over a glass of wine. The man’s fingertips were white and his brow was delicate and gentle, quite idle. “Is it because of the divorce? I heard she wouldn’t sign.”

It was no secret from anyone that Nick was looking for a lawyer to get a divorce.

The news was probably going to reach Edward’s ears soon.

Taking off his cufflinks and throwing them to the waiter, Nick casually sat down on the sofa, his two long legs naturally folded, and his body was filled with a biting and domineering aura. “It’s only a matter of time before she signs it, and back then, she knew better than anyone why we got married.”

His tone was light, as if he didn’t want to say too much.

It wasn’t the nominal wife he was upset about tonight, but the woman he’d just been with at the entrance.

He couldn’t figure out why she’d been in that business for three years when her responses were so raw.

Just so happened, a couple at the next table was talking about girlfriends.

Most of the men’s private chats were dirty jokes, and Nick had never paid attention to them before, but this time he heard some of them without realizing it.

“So she was pretending to be innocent? What did you do when you realized it?” One of the men spoke.

“What else can be done?” Split up with her of course! Her hymen has been repaired many times. If not for my friend in the hospital who recognized her, I was going to marry her but thankfully I got to know the child in her belly is not mine, and she wanted me to be the father of the child? Impossible!”

There wasn’t a shortage of money or time for these dudes, and their only interest was women.

“Women these days are not easy. Depending on what kind you like, they call it ‘precision roundup’? Maybe that kid is still the seed of someone you know. The more innocent they look, the harder they may play…”

Nick’s grip on the cup tightened firmly as Victoria’s downcast and submissive look flashed through his mind. Parts of last night flooded into his memory, still clear in his mind, as a wave of manic depression surged through his heart.

Just then Gabriel called again urging him to go to the box downstairs, saying he wanted to talk to him face to face.