Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring

Without waiting for Jonas's response, Dylan immediately followed up with a question, "It's about private numbers and personal social media accounts like Facebook, SnapChat, and other platforms. Do you have them?"

Jonas finished his tea and headed upstairs. Hearing Dylan's words, he halted his steps and replied, "Not that many."

Dylan promptly said, "Send me everything you have, and if anything is missing, have someone look it up. Send me everything by noon for our brothers' happiness. We need to make an effort now!" After saying this, Dylan decisively hung up the phone. Holding his phone, Jonas listened to the retaliatory-busy tone, his expression shifting slightly. He then dialed another number, "Investigate all of Amelia's private accounts on various social media platforms."

"Yes."

Ending the call, Jonas went upstairs, having a rough idea of what Dylan intended to do. Infiltrate the enemy's inner circle, and understand them, and only then can one achieve victory in a hundred battles. San Angelino.

Charles stood in the elevator, suppressing the fiery emotions within him as he messaged Amelia. Uncertain if Naomi woke up, he decided to inquire with Amelia first.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

The message was quickly delivered, and Amelia replied promptly.

Amelia: [I'm awake, had breakfast, and even changed into the clothes you brought. They look great on me. I took photos and videos and posted them on my social media. Check them out.]

As Charles stepped out of the elevator, Amelia's response came through, but he did not anticipate the content of the message.

Photos, and videos, posted on social media.

Charles was momentarily stunned. It

was a long time since he last checked Amelia's social media because he was back, close to her. He expected her to send him

messages or calls, so there

get

was no

need to get information from

Amelia's social media.

But now, seeing the message Amelia posted, Charles hesitated briefly, and then his heart skipped a beat. He clicked on Amelia's social media. Suddenly, he froze.

Amelia had two Facebook

accounts-one for work and one for

personal. The photos and videos she posted of Naomi were on her account, the same one she used to share Naomi's divorce certificate

initially. And now, that divorce

certificate photo still adorned

Amelia's profile background,

unchanged.

She joked about it, saying when Naomi started a new chapter, she would change her background. This was no joke.

Currently, beneath the background image were the latest updates from Amelia's social media-two photos and a video. The individuals in these visuals were all Naomi.

Somehow, as Charles gazed at these photos and the video, his heart started to race. He moved his fingertip slightly and opened the first photo.

In the picture, Naomi stood in the hospital room, holding a bag and looking surprised at the camera. It seemed she had no idea what the person in front of her was about to do. When the person took her picture, she was genuinely surprised.

Looking at her astonished

expression, a smile gradually

appeared on Charles' face. She

seemed lively, her spirit seemingly restored after a good rest. Her eyes were night and lively, especially the way she looked at the camera-no longer the usual calm and serene demeanor, nor the distant and picturesque appearance.

This version of her was vivid, close to him, and incredibly real.

The smile spread from his face to his eyes, gathering in his gaze. He tapped on the save button, stored it in his gallery, and then opened the second photo.

The second photo also depicted Naomi in the hospital room, still holding a bag. However, her expression changed. She was walking toward the camera, wearing a resigned look.