Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife Chapter 46 He Really Admires Her

"You care so much about her, then make her your woman.

If you’re not capable of that, don’t try to push around here.

I’m not buying it."

"Oliver Turner, you’re such a bastard."

"Just figuring that out? Victor Jude, listen up, I, Oliver Turner, never need anyone else to interfere with what I do.

I know what I’m doing, so keep your hands off my affairs.

If Clara doesn’t like you, that’s your own incompetence.

My responsibility was only to raise her, nothing more.

Don’t displace your anger onto others.

This is the first and also the last ti.

If I hear from Faye Townsend again that you’re harassing her,

then the Turner and Jude families will be finished with each other. I don’t mind becoming your opponent at all."

"Oliver Turner, I always thought you were a smart guy, turns out you’re just so-so.

You think you can win Faye Townsend’s heart? That’s impossible.

Do you know who I t when I went to find Faye Townsend tonight?

Hunter Warren, Faye Townsend’s ex-husband.

I saw with my own eyes, when Faye Townsend fell down the steps, it was Hunter Warren who quickly ran up to catch her.

I also saw the infatuation in Faye Townsend’s eyes when she looked at Hunter Warren.

That look was the sa as Clara looks at you.

Yes, you’re right, I’m a complete failure.

No matter how hard I try, in Clara’s eyes, I’m not even a third of you.

But Oliver Turner, right now in front of Faye Townsend, you’re no different than I am in front of Clara."

"Shut up, did you say Faye Townsend fell down the steps? Was it you who did it?"

Oliver Turner interrupted Victor Jude.

Victor Jude paused for a mont before saying, "I just pulled her a bit, it was her who didn’t stand firm."

"You’d better hope so, and rember this.

I, Oliver Turner, am not like you."

He hung up the phone directly and looked up at the window that just lit up.

Oliver Turner knew very well, what he felt for this woman wasn’t love yet.

At most, it was infatuation.

But he also understood, for the first ti in over ten years, he was infatuated with a woman.

This feeling was sowhat familiar.

If he let this feeling continue to develop, it could beco dangerous.

But this feeling was truly rare, and he was considering whether to indulge just this once.

Faye Townsend returned ho, washed up, and went straight to bed.

She used to enjoy staying up late, especially just after getting married.

She often waited for Hunter Warren until very late at night.

Sotis until midnight, other tis until two in the morning.

She always felt that if Hunter Warren ca ho and she was asleep, he’d feel she neglected him.

But now, in hindsight, it seed quite ridiculous.

He never treated her warmly; she just thought she mattered too much.

On so many nights when she was waiting for him, perhaps he was in soone else’s arms, lost in passion with Zenia Yates.

How foolish she was.

Lying in bed, Faye Townsend soon fell asleep.

For several days, all she did was read or sleep each day.

Sotis she would talk with Kay Forrest.

Kay Forrest worked efficiently, within just a few days, he sent her pictures of her new ho.

The pristine nursery was decorated very warmly.

Nurous cartoon characters were pasted on the walls.

Forrest even personally crafted a rocking horse for the child.

She was very grateful to him.

Forrest just smiled and said, "Out of sympathy for the child not having a father, I’ll get a taste of being a dad in advance."

"I made this rocking horse over three nights. You’ll have to tell the child in the future.