Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Chapter 63

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 63

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 63 Best of luck

Hearing what the host said, I was stunned in my seat. With the claps, cheers, and Daniel’s over-excited encouragement, nothing is settling in my mind, and I was in a daze.

I mean, how did this happen? I never aimed for it. Fuck! I didn’t even think that writing my name on it and submitting it with other papers could cause a problem like this!

Wait a second… Didn’t they check it beforehand? They did, right? Then why didn’t they remove my paper, which was empty?

I was confused and drowned in my thoughts when I heard a male voice say, “Miss Edwards, please join us on the stage.”

I blinked, and for a certain time, I felt it was all just a mistake. But it was not, and I realized that when my overexcited assistant pulled my hand up in the air.

“Here, this is Victoria Edwards!” He was too excited as if he had just won the lottery!

“Ladies and gentlemen, please round of applause for the lady herself.” The host announced, prompting everyone to applaud, and I overheard some individuals offering me congratulations in the French language.

I smiled awkwardly and looked down at Daniel. “I can’t go!”

“Huh?” He gasped at first but then shook his head firmly. “You need to go! You just have to! Come on, this chance is rare!”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“But I don’t have a date!” I glared at him.

“Then make one! I can call my brother if you want.” He murmured the last part, but I heard it as I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Shut up!” I whispered, shouted at him, and heard the host’s confused tone.

“Miss Edwards?”

I turned my gaze at him and smiled. “Well, I am…”

“She is very interested!” Daniel shouted from beside, and the host smiled.

“We are too, Miss Edwards. Please come forward, the love yacht is waiting for you,” he said enthusiastically.

I glared at my assistant once again, but he just shrugged. However, Sage talked this time and for the first time, “I think it’s not a bad idea. You can always find inspiration for your design in a romantic atmosphere,” he suggested, maintaining his blank posture. And I realized that he was somewhat right. It could be useful for me since I require some inspiration. I dropped the plan to deny it and walked toward the stage with a smile.

People applauded again when I walked crossed the entire hall.

The host led me inside, and then his eyes fell on my belly once before his eyes find back their way to my eyes again. “Will anyone be joining you, ma’am?” the host asked.

I guess his thick French accent is visible when he is not shouting or announcing something.

I caressed my baby bump before shaking my head. “No, I will be alone. I guess I would love to spend some quiet time with myself and my,” I looked down at my belly, smiling, “my baby.”

“Sure, ma’am,” the host nodded his head. “Please follow me.” He started leading me to the way, which was the backdoor of the restaurant.

One thought crossed my mind as I asked, “I didn’t write any of my wishes in the form. Why did you accept it? You could have thrown it away.”

“We don’t throw it away as long as your name is written on the paper. Maybe, you don’t have your own idea, but your date tonight will be presented today by someone else’s idea,” he replied before stopping in front of a car.

He respectfully opened the backdoor for me, making me startled. “Do I have to go somewhere?”

The host chuckled lightly. “We can’t bring the yacht to the cafe, ma’am.”

I blushed slightly and felt a warm sensation in my cheeks due to his words, causing me to feel a bit embarrassed. I only smiled awkwardly and nodded.

I mean, he is right; it’s not possible to bring a yacht to the cafe. So, of course, I need to go to the yacht for the date.

As I was about to get inside, I heard footsteps behind me. And before I knew it, the host had pushed away a little, and Sage took his place, holding the car door.

I blinked at first but then turned to the host, who gasped at his sudden appearance. “Who are you?!” Surely, he wasn’t expecting any intruders.

“Oh, he is my bodyguard. He always follows me around.” I replied as I felt the host stiffen at my words. However, it didn’t appear for a long time and was gone almost immediately.

“Oh, alright, Ma’am. But are you sure you want a bodyguard on your date night?” His tone seemed a bit worried and awkward. Or, it’s just my pregnancy hormones that are always doubting people.

“Don’t worry; I don’t have any date tonight. And he is for my security. So, he is fine,” I replied and went inside.

The host didn’t say anything and instructed the driver only as Sage sat beside the driver.

Soon, the car started, and I got a ‘best of luck’ text from Daniel.

This guy has turned pretty much bolder; he even dared to mention his brother before me when he clearly knows I don’t have anything going on with Jayden other than our friendship.

However, the question is, why did he suddenly pull out his name here? Did Jayden ask him to do that? Or…

The next thought made me adjust on the seat as it felt a little uncomfortable. Does Daniel know about the proposal his brother made to me? Did Jayden tell him about that? Or…

Or Jayden feels for me? I am not sure, but his care seems a bit too much that a friend would do for a friend.

I gave my mind a shook, dropping the absurd ideas. I guess I am thinking too much. He doesn’t have any feelings for me—just a friend who cares much for his friend.

As I was thinking about this and that in mind, I didn’t realize the car had stopped. I only noticed, hearing Sage’s voice.

“We have reached, Ma’am.”