My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore

Chapter 167

Seeing that Kimberly was still hesitating, Gerald quickly acted pitifully, trying to evoke her sympathy.

Now, Gerald didn’t have an authoritative presence at all.

Instead, he acted like a shameless boy.

Kimberly smiled helplessly. “Alright, you decide the place. Send me the address later.”

On the other end of the phone, Gerald danced with joy when he realized he succeeded.

Frederick looked confused and asked curiously, “Is that call from the one who sent the flowers?”

Then he mumbled, “Who is this Tom? I haven’t heard of him.”

After saying that, he scratched his head somewhat adorably.

Kimberly smiled wordlessly.

It was rare to see Frederick acting cute like this.

Since Gerald intended to hide his identity and had no business with the Larson Corporation, she didn’t

say anything. She wasn’t a nosy person to begin with.

Half an hour later, it was time for lunch.

Gerald chose an internet-famous restaurant.

He heard that the Dellmoor government made great efforts to promote it, and it was the first in the

country to be backed by a government.

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Gerald was also a person who liked trying new things.

Naturally, he wanted to check it out.

Soon, Gerald was already waiting in his seat.

The interior decoration was simple and elegant. There were not many tables, and only

a limited number could be réserved daily.

He had booked it before he got to Dellmoor.

He was looking forward to checking out the restaurant with Kimberly.

Gerald was very excited; it felt like he was on his first date.

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He was meticulous. When he had dinner with Kimberly several times, he had figured out Kimberly’s

preferences.

Looking upward, he stared straight at the door, his gaze filled with longing.

Then, he looked away and glanced at the Rolex watch on his wrist.

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Guessing Kimberly would arrive soon, he ordered the food in advance.

Since noon was short, he thoughtfully reserved a lunch break for Kimberly.

Like Kimberly, he was a man who would take lunch breaks.

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He knew it shouldn’t take too long. Twenty minutes was enough.

Just as he finished ordering, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the entrance.

Kimberly looked around as she walked in with light steps.

Gerald stood up gracefully and waved at her.

Obviously, the presence of a handsome man and a beautiful woman in the restaurant was eye-

catching.

In an instant, they became the center of attention.

In an inconspicuous corner, a pair of eyes stared fixedly at them.

Meanwhile, Gerald gentlemanly pulled out the chair for Kimberly. However, from that hidden corner, it

seemed the two were doing something very ambiguous.

The person held up the phone, zoomed in, and adjusted the focus. Finally, the person took several

photos continuously with a few clicks.

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After Christopher returned to Norham, he worked day and night to the point of ski pping his meals and

sleep.

He usually had his lunches in the office, where Felix ordered the takeout.

Felix couldn’t bear to see the CEO like this. So, he would persuade him, but Christopher turned a deaf

ear.

At this moment, Christopher was eating takeout.

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Then, his phone beeped

An unfamiliar number had sent him a MMS.

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Christopher frowned and thought, ‘Not many will use MMS these days. I’m a little surprised.

He opened it out of curiosity.

Then, his eyes widened involuntarily, and his expression darkened.

He downloaded the photos one by one and swiped his finger across them.

In the photo, Kimberly and Gerald were having dinner in a restaurant. Because someone took the

photo with ulterior motives, they looked like they had an ambiguous relationship in that angle.

Immediately, Christopher was furious and threw his phone on the coffee table beside

the couch.

He had lost his appetite.

Then, he tugged at his tie hard.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He put his all into fighting against time, even

utilizing his lunch breaks for work so that he could go to Dellmoor and be with her and the rest as soon

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as possible.

However, he did not expect the woman in question to go on a date with another man at

noon.

Even if it was just his back in the photo, Christopher could instantly recognize that man. It was Gerald.

After several confrontations with Gerald, Christopher was well aware of Gerald’s intentions toward

Kimberly.

Because of this, Christopher spared no effort to return.

When his jealousy died down, he realized something was amiss.

He wondered, ‘Who is the owner of this unknown number? Why did that person send

this to me?’

He didn’t believe that it was just a coincidence or a kind reminder.

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. So, he hurriedly contacted Noah to find out what the

sender was trying to do.

At this time, Noah was eating in a restaurant near Levine Group.

He didn’t expect a call from Christopher, wanting him to be at the office immediately.

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Noah wanted to cry. He thought, “This is karma. I must have destroyed the galaxy in my previous life. If

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not, why do I have to be bothered by that guy so many times in this life?’

After pushing the door open, Noah found the takeout, barely touched, on the coffee table.

Surprised, he pointed to the takeout and said, “Did you only eat this? Do you have to work so hard?”

Noah thought Christopher was doing this for the company’s profit, but Christopher ignored him and

handed over his phone.

In an almost commanding tone, he ordered, “Find out who sent this message!”

After Noah tapped on the photo, he instantly recognized that the woman in the photo was Kimberly.

It suddenly dawned on Noah that Christopher interrupted his lunch because he was jealous.

However, Noah was very curious about who that man was. He really wanted to see what kind of person

could become Christopher’s love rival.

Looking up, he asked, “Who is this guy?”

Surprisingly, Christopher coldly said, “Who told you to investigate him? I want you to find out who sent

the MMS.”

His words confused Noah.

Noah retorted, “Don’t you think this guy sent the message with bad intentions?”

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Christopher pondered for a moment, supporting his chin with one hand.

His gut told him it wasn’t Gerald.

Although he was unfamiliar with Gerald, he knew this person was like him-going all out and fighting for

the things or the people they loved.

He would never use dirty tricks like this.

Because of this, even if he won by luck, his sense of accomplishment and desire to conquer would be

greatly reduced.

Christopher replied firmly, “It’s not him.”

His confidence caught Noah’s attention.

“Do you know this guy?” Noah pointed to the man in the photo.

It was unbelievable that Christopher believed his love rival so much.

There was no change in Christopher’s tone. He didn’t want to say that name, but in the end, he did.

“Gerald Patterson,” he uttered coldly.

Noah didn’t know many people who had the surname Patterson.

But, he had heard of the renowned Gerald Patterson.

Widening his eyes, Noah asked tentatively, “Are you talking about that Gerald from Patterson Finance

Group?”

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