My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore
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Kimberly seemed much more relaxed than usual compared to David’s seriousness.

Her behavior never failed to amaze him.

Indeed, Kimberly was the sister he had always wanted.

David couldn’t help but remember how her submission to Christopher had made him clench his fists in frustration, back when she had been called Katherine Xander, and he had first discovered her. At that moment, he wished he could smash Christopher’s captivating face, which had a magnetic charm that attracted women.

In many people’s eyes, Kimberly seemed incredibly lucky because she had rediscovered her authentic self.

However, few people knew the pressure and effort she endured behind the scenes.

Not only did she have to deal with intense competitive pressures on her own, but she also had to navigate the complexities of managing internal conflicts among various figures within the company

The most prominent of those companies was the investment firm that William headed

up.

William, however, had proven himself to be quite adaptable.

On the surface, William seemed to have changed in the years since Kimberly’s return to the Larson family, showing more restraint.

Even his beloved daughter, Whitney, had shed some of her domineering attitude.

Yet, David didn’t see that change as a simple case of someone turning over a new leaf.

He realized that dealing with someone who was concealing their true self and pretending was far more challenging than dealing with an openly arrogant and obstinate person.

Kimberly was quite perceptive and naturally understood David’s concerns.

“David, don’t worry too much about the future. Enjoy the present, that’s what truly matters,” she said with a relaxed and radiant smile.

“Have you forgotten what you told me back then?” She blinked her big eyes as if reminding David of the words they had shared.

Subsequently, the two of them spontaneously uttered the same phrase, perfectly in harmony.

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“There’s always a solution to a problem!”

They exchanged glances and broke into laughter.

About an hour later, the three little cuties grew tired of playing with the toy cars.

They then rushed to the living room. David was their favorite because he would carry them on his shoulders.

David was a burly man, over six feet three inches tall. One by one, the little cuties took turns sitting on his shoulders as he sped up, imitated a diving eagle, or pretended to be a giant airplane soaring through the sky.

The living room was filled with a mix of sounds, including laughter, shouts, and playful bickering among the three adorable children, creating a joyful and lively atmosphere.

Olivia watched the strong sibling bond between David and Kimberly and felt a wave of nostalgia. It had been a long time since she had visited her own family.

Compared to many people her age, she considered herself fortunate to have a capable older brother, Wayne Salter, who could manage the family matters, sparing her from making sacrifices to ensure the family’s future.

However, the Salter family’s traditional values remained, and there remained a particular expectation that both men and women should marry when they reached at certain level of maturity, a rule passed down by their ancestors.

In recent years, Olivia was still young, and her family was well aware of her past. unpleasant relationship, so there was no rush to get married.

In the blink of an eye, more than four years had passed since she had moved to Dellmoor.

During a phone conversation with Madeline Salter, Olivia’s mother, the day before, they got around to the subject Olivia had been trying to avoid after some initial pleasantries.

“Ollie, you’re not getting any younger. Don’t focus solely on your career. The most important thing for a young woman is to replace a loving family and a good husband.” Madeline’s persistent words over the phone appeared to be losing their influence on Olivia, as if she had become immune to them.

Nonetheless, acknowledging the difficulty of opposing Madeline’s wishes, Olivia

patiently listened, occasionally offering responses, and was eventually compelled to set a deadline for her.

Olivia was under considerable pressure and simply wanted to end the conversation as

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soon as possible. Then she suddenly had an idea that seemed promising at that time but made her regret her decision later.

“Ollie, are you being honest with me? Have you actually found a boyfriend?” Madeline was on the other end of the line, sounding somewhat skeptical.

She pondered, ‘Have I been pressuring her too much in recent months? Maybe she came up with this boyfriend story just to get me off her back because I’ve been bothering her?’

Madeline was genuinely happy to hear that Olivia had found someone she was interested in, but the news had come so abruptly that she couldn’t shake off a sense of unease. She decided to create a situation to verify the truth.

Then, Madeline proceeded to interrogate Olivia as if she were conducting a census, bombarding Olivia with dozens of questions.

“What does he do for a living? How old is he? How tall is he? Where is his family from, and what does his family do?”

Madeline had always believed in the importance of matching social status and background when it came to replaceing a partner.

In that context, she had a deep sense of accomplishment and the authority to speak, which was supported by the existence of previous examples of success.

Wayne and Anne Salter, Olivia’s sister-in-law, had undergone thorough scrutiny by Madeline. Their love was deep, and their relationship was perfect. Over the past few years, they had even welcomed a chubby little grandson into the family..

Olivia deeply regretted her choice as she watched Madeline’s actions unfold. At first, she had intended to reassure Madeline and case her concerns. Little did she know that she had unwittingly created more complications for herself.

Olivia had always been a dutiful daughter, and when Madeline asked questions, she. found it hard not to answer.

If she didn’t provide adequate answers, Madeline might set her up on a blind date.

Yet, even if she wanted to answer honestly, she didn’t have any information about her potential future husband or his family background. She would have to make up details on the spot in order to have an answer.

Then she had a brilliant idea. Since Madeline wis

a fan of Brad Pitt, Olivia thought of describing her future husband based on Brad Pitt’s qualities to please her. That way, she could easily brush the subject aside.

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Everything appeared to be going smoothly, and Madeline was truly delighted when she heard it.

However, a more challenging and unexpected task suddenly emerged, catching Olivia off guard.

“Ollie, it’s been a

Since you last visited. How about this, bring him this Saturday,

introduce him, and let your dad and I get to know him.”

As Madeline spoke, she gave subtle hints with her eyes to Benedict Salter, Olivia’s father, who sat nearby.

Benedict had been sitting on the couch reading a newspaper while listening to the conversation between Madeline and Olivia. He had likely grasped the situation.

At that moment, he felt a great deal of sympathy for his beloved daughter, but there was also a hint of anticipation in his heart.

“Here, wait a moment, I’ll let your dad speak with you.”

Madeline handed over the phone and whispered in Benedict’s ear, “Make sure Olivia brings her future husband to us!”

Benedict and Madeline had always been a couple admired by many. Benedict was a devoted husband who excelled at taking care of his wife.

The love between them was the kind of love that Olivia had always looked up to.

After Madeline had shared her thoughts, Benedict felt it was his responsibility to fulfill the request.

“Ollie, I overheard your conversation with your mom, and it sounds like this young man is quite a catch. Let’s invite him over this Saturday, so we can all get to know him better. Otherwise, your mom will be losing sleep over this again.”

Olivia felt a sense of defeat when she realized her parents were in agreement on the matter. She had hoped that Benedict would stand by her as he had in the past.

She knew she had to create the fabric of lies she had spun all on her own. “Okay, I got it.”

Even the usually clever Inferno found herself stumped at that moment. She decided to take it one step at a time, starting by ending the phone call and then planning her next course of action..