Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 85 A Lavish Dinner

"Mum, let's invite everyone in for a seat!" Claudia said. She suddenly noticed that Millicent and Elio

were also there. It would be rude to ignore them. After all, she was the wife of an important family and

paid great attention to etiquette.

"Millicent, Mr. Ann, please come in and have a seat."

Madeline quickly wiped away her tearstains. She addressed Elio formally because she didn't want to

establish a close relationship with him. She was quite protective of Irene.

She knew that Elio liked Irene. Of course, she hoped that her grandson and could have a good

relationship with his wife without having to worry about another man liking her. Although she knew that

he wasn't a bad person, she was still defensive about Irene.

"Come, let's go inside. We shouldn't let an elderly person like grandma wait," Irene said. She also

invited Millicent and Elio as though she was the host of the house.

Edward was happy to see Irene had also regarded herself as a member of the Wilson family. He smiled

at her unconsciously, and his happiness could be seen clearly in his eyes.

"Edward, what are you standing there for? Quick, you should also invite them into the house," Irene

chided her husband with some dissatisfaction.

She could feel a strong gaze looking at her as she spoke earlier, so she turned around and saw

Edward. She felt embarrassed, so she said something harsh.

"Okay, Irene. I'll listen to my wife!" Edward said shamelessly. He didn't seem to care that everyone was

still around.

Irene felt like crawling into a hole when she heard his shameless words. Why didn't she realise that

Edward had such a playful side to him when she was chasing after his love back then?

"Pfft! Charlotte, darling, let's head indoors first while your father coaxes your mother," Millicent said,

deliberately making Irene feel embarrassed. After all, she had been "bullied" by her in the car earlier.

"Haha! Charlotte, let's head inside first with Ms. Millicent," Madeline said happily.

She knew she had chosen the right wife for her grandson when she saw him teasing her. Look,

Edward's heart had been captured by Irene.

For years, Edward had always behaved coldly. Perhaps this characteristic developed because his

mother had left him alone when he was still a child.

"Edward, you're acting like a spoiled child in front of everyone. Even if you aren't embarrassed, I am!"

Irene huffed. She felt angry and ashamed.

It was all Edward's fault! Hmph!

"Irene, if you don't like it, then I won't say it in public. How about that? I'll listen to you," Edward said. He

seemed to ignore what she meant and continued to flatter her shamelessly.

"Edward, you..." Irene was at a loss for words. She had to suppress her anger.

Irene stormed into the house, but she knew she couldn't let other people see her anger.

"Hey, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast?" Edward asked. He quickly followed after her.

"I want to keep up with them," Irene huffed. She didn't want to be beside him right now. After all, she

could still feel the distance between their hearts. Moreover, he was behaving so brazenly, and she felt

helpless.

"Oh. Still, you should wait for me—how could you just leave me behind?" Edward asked pitifully. He

wasn't joking this time.

Irene felt like she had heard it before. It sounded familiar. After putting some thought into it, she

remembered he had said them at the airport.

She was speechless. They weren't that far apart—only a few steps from each other—yet he had the

audacity to ask her to wait for him. Irene couldn't understand why, so turned around and looked at him.

She was stunned at the sorrow written on his face.

Edward didn't look like he was joking anymore. His facial expression was serious and pleading. It

tugged at Irene's heartstrings and she felt rather distressed.

"Fine, hurry up. I'll wait for you," Irene said involuntarily. She just couldn't bear to see him like that

anymore, so she softened her tone.

Originally, she was focused on the distance between their hearts, but she had forgotten about them for

now.

She suddenly recalled what Madeline had told her about Edward's childhood. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Because of Claudia's departure, he had no sense of security when he was young. He was afraid he

would suddenly lose everything—just like how his mother had left him. At that time, he didn't even have

a proper place to call home.

The only thing he had was his grandmother's company. Otherwise, he wouldn't have listened to her

and married Irene, who he had no feelings for at that time.

"Irene, you're so nice! You're concerned about me!" Edward said, his eyes shining brightly.

At the same time, Edward placed his arm around Irene's shoulder. It seemed that they really loved

each other. It was a true fact.

"Irene, Edward, you're here! Come rest. Here's some water and fruit. I've gotten the servants to

prepare dinner. It'll be ready soon," Claudia said. She was very happy to see Irene in Edward's arms.

"Okay," Edward said. He sat on the sofa, arm still wrapped around Irene. It was an intimate gesture that

made Madeline happy. It was clear that Edward and Irene were in love. How could she be unhappy?

Of course, Irene could see that Claudia and Madeline were amused by their intimate behaviour. At the

same time, she saw Millicent pretending to play with Charlotte. Elio was the calmest person in the

room.

"Madam, dinner is ready," reported one of the servants.

"Okay, let's eat. Everyone must be hungry," Claudia ordered.

Millicent almost drooled at the sight of the large table of dishes. True, she was a rich young lady who

didn't lack money. She also had a stable income from her job, but she was still quite gluttonous.

"Millicent, please eat as much as you'd like. You don't have to be so reserved," Claudia said happily

when she saw Millicent's good appetite.

"That's right, Millicent. You can eat your fill and have second servings too. Don't be shy—make yourself

at home," Madeline said. Millicent often went to the hospital to visit Irene, so Madeline got to know who

she was after a few interactions with each other.

Millicent didn't behave like a spoiled princess and had a good temperament. She was quite fond of her.

"Okay. You don't have to worry about me," Millicent said. She needed to pay attention to her image

despite her desire to eat. She was the type of person who wouldn't gain weight even if she ate a lot.

"Come on, Millicent. Thank's for helping me take care of Charlotte along the way. You must be tired,"

Irene said. She was about to pass the salt to her when she remembered that Millicent wouldn't gain

weight no matter how much she ate.

Moreover, Millicent loved to eat. She still remembered the time she joked with her at school, saying that

her family couldn't afford to raise her if she hadn't been born into a rich family.

Irene still remembered how Millicent had wholeheartedly agreed with her back then. Only after she had

burst into laughter instantly did Millicent suddenly realise that she had been teased.

Millicent saw what she was about to do with the salt, and she knew what Irene was thinking.

"Come on, Irene. You should eat more. You've just given birth to Charlotte, so your body needs a lot of

nourishment," Madeline said. She wanted to help Millicent when she saw Irene wanted to pass the salt

to her.

Millicent smiled proudly. As long as Irene was targeted by Madeline, she wouldn't be able to tease her

any longer.

The meal was pleasant and lively. Not many people were at the dinner table usually, but now Elio and

Millicent were present.

"Alright, we should get going first," Millicent said. She was now in the car with Elio, about to return

home.

She was nervous because she didn't know what they were going to talk about on the way.