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Flirting With My Ex-Husband

Chapter 346
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"What just happened to you guys? Why do | feel you are even more depressed than before?" Raymond didn't raise his head. He was not in the mood to talk to Alexander.

His reaction made Alexander more curious. "Scarlett invited you to fight. Didn't you do something with her? H Raymond couldn't resist looking up at him. "What do you think I could do with her within ten minutes?" "As long as you want, you can do anything!" "Get lost!" Alexander did a double-take. "Hey, don't getwrong! I'm a decent man! | mean something like kissing and hugging!" After he said that, Raymond directly kicked him away. "Alexander, get out of here." Alexander still wanted to say something, his eyes falling on Raymond's face. He was stunned for a moment.

"Alright, I'll go!" It was no big deal, but why was Raymond crying? Before Alexander left, he considerately closed the door.

The noisy person went away. The boxing room finally quieted down.

Raymond fell on the cushion and closed his eyes. His mind was crowded with Scarlett's images that he had seen during these years.

He was 21 when he first met Scarlett, who cto Juanton City for a competition. He was in a bad mood that day. He saw a silly girl from far away. She was being abducted by an old woman. He was never a warm-hearted person and just wanted to hit someone at that time. He followed them. Just as Scarlett was being dragged into the car, he pulled her out and beat the two men up.

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When he left, Scarlett asked his name. He walked for a while before telling her.

Then he forgot it, so when he saw Scarlett later, he couldn't remember anything about her.

He had thought that it was their first meeting when Scarlett made a deal with him at the hospital.

That day he asked her what she wanted. He told her that he could give her as much money as she wanted.

Scarlett answered that she wanted money. She asked for one million dollars, but later she asked for 100 million, and at last, she wanted to marry him.

He only saw greed in her pretty eyes, but now in hindsight, he found that Scarlett's eyes were starry when she looked at him that day.

He was shining in her eyes.

He didn't want to get married, but Jean was annoying. He thought he would rather marry Scarlett than meet different women introduced by Jean. He didn't get on well with Jean but they were living in peace with each other superficially.

Anyway, if he married her, he could have a wife so that other women would stop paying attention to him, and he could also anger Jean.

During the three years of their marriage, he remembered Scarlett cto him many times in the beginning. She said they were a couple, but he told her not to forget her role in this relationship.

Before he knew it, she stopped coming to him. Later, she asked for a divorce.

At that time, he thought that she was just playing another trick.

However, they got divorced, and Scarlett didn't take away anything. Instantly, she beca new person to him.

She was not crafty or greedy or narrow-minded. The day he watched her pole dancing on stage, he felt he had never understood her before.

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She was graceful, beautiful, calm, and charming.

After that, he ran into her several times. Since she left him, she had becherself again, or rather, he had begun to look at her without prejudice.

She was a gem that had been hidden in his hands, but he didn't cherish it, thinking it was just a scrap stone. Just after he threw it away, heavy rain washed the sludge off it, revealing its crystal-clear face.

From then on, she beca treasure beyond his reach.

In the future, she would becsomeone else's treasure.

Thinking of this, Raymond was heartbroken.

He was regretful, unwilling to lose her, and miserable, but he knew that he should no longer torture her.

Now he let her go. He didn't dare to hope that she would remember him. He just hoped that in later years, she wouldn't forget the boy who saved her when she thought back to the year she was fifteen.

And she wouldn't think of the man who hurt her in those three years.