Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 7 "Mr. Gibson, Ms. Yates is too weak and can't be triggered. She has a history of post-traumatic stress disorder, so try not to agitate her." The Gibsons family doctor used to take care of John and was familiar with Josie's condition.

On the other hand, all Henry knew was that Josie often fell ill after returning to the Gibson family when she was 15. Moreover, she was very withdrawn and never rode the Gibson family's car. She always went to school on foot or took a bus.

After getting married, he got used to Josie's personality. She did not want to take private cars, and he would not question her.

Henry had taken over Gibson Corporation, For the past three years, he becso preoccupied with managing the company that he did not have tto care for Josie.

Henry quietly looked at Josie, who was in a deep slumber, as he sat by her bed.

Over the years, he had never looked at her face carefully.

"Please be good. Henry frowned.

Josie slowly opened her eyes when she heard the sounds of water running in the bathroom.

Henry's phone kept vibrating, and the screen showed that the call was from Ash.

"It's Ashley..." thought Josie.

With a bitter smile, Josie picked up Henry's phone.

Henry saved Josie's nin his contact list as Josie Yates but kept Ashley's as Ash.

As expected, it was clear at a glance whom he loved.

"Henry, where are you? I think I had too much to drink. Can I go to your place... asked Ashley. Josie answered the phone. She knew doing so was taboo to Henry, but she still did it anyway.

What else did she have left to fear? She had already compromised.

"Henry... I'm so upset, cried Ashley.

Josie could tell that Ashley was drunk based on her voice.

"Is she coming to meet Henry at home?" she mused.

Josie scoffed and hung up the phone. Her fingers were trembling.

Suddenly, she felt as if she was lying on pins and needles. She couldn't help wondering if Ashley had slept there when she was not home.

"A bed in which three people have slept. How dirty," Josie thought.

Josie then lost control of her emotions and grabbed a pair of scissors. She tore the bedsheet into shreds. She felt like a lunatic who had lost her mind.

Tears streamed down her face as Josie slowly slid onto the ground.

Josie had never been good at expressing her emotions.

Just then, the bathroom door was pushed open. Henry had a bath towel wrapped around him and stepped out of the Chapter 7 bathroom while drying his hair.

Henry's expression dimined when he noticed the mess on the ground. Jo..” Still holding the torn bedsheet in her hand, Josie smiled weakly at the man. "Ashley called you. She was drunk and asked your to pick her up." Henry was stunned for a moment, and a frown crossed his face as he reached for his phone.

It hurt his heart to see Josie in that state, but she also touched his phone, which was a taboo of his. "Did you answer the phone call on my behalf?" Josie lowered her gaze. The scissors had cut her fingers, and blood was still trickling down her fingertips.

At that moment, Henry received a call from Ashley's manager. "Mr. Gibson, we can't find Ashley. She drank too much and claimed she was going to the restroom, but she disappeared. She still has injuries on her leg..." Josie listened quietly and watched Henry dress quickly before leaving.

The feeling of despair never hit her in a single moment, but the feeling of giving up did.

Josie curled up in a corner, afraid to close her eyes.

After an unknown period of time, the door was opened.

Josie walked out and was instantly met by the sight of Henry carrying Ashley into their home.

"Henry... Ashley probably drank past her limit based on how flushed her nose was.

Speople were pretty and enchanting even when they were drunk.

Jo, Ashley is drunk. Can you let her sleep here tonight?" Henry was requesting Josie's consent.

He thought Josie would agree.

Josie took a deep breath.

"It's not that Henry's a heartless man. He just doesn't love me," she thought..

Til sleep in the guest room, she stated. Nevertheless, Josie couldn't help but feel ridiculous. She was generous enough to let her husband take care of another woman, She figured they were bound to get divorced later, so she did not need to separate two people who were obviously in love. with one another.

Just then, Henry grabbed Josie's wrist and frowned. Jo! Are you angry?" "Mr. Gibson, you should sign the papers as soon as possible. It's what's best for you, me, and her.” Josie shook off Henry's hand and headed straight to the guest room.

"Henry, my stomach hurts so much... In her drunken stupor, Ashley continued to whine as she lay on the couch. Before long, her whines turned into sobs.

Henry suddenly felt irritated by Josie's words. "Is she threateningwith a divorce?" At that thought, he thundered, "Josie! Do you really think I wouldn't dare to divorce you?" He already had control over Gibson Corporation, while Josie was not acknowledged by the Gibson family and had no authority. He merely married her jo repay John's kindness in raising him.

Indeed, Henry had taken the Gibson family's property, but he also mentioned that as long as Josie was sensible, she would be his only wife.

12:40 Wed, 8 May Chapter 7 However, it was Josie who insisted on getting a divorce.

Josie curled up on the bed weakly in the guest room, gritted her teeth, and cried like a fool.

The man's words kept ringing in her ears "So that's what he thinks of me? I'm using our marriage to threaten him? In that case, it must have been hard for him throughout all these years, she thought.

Jo.

It was the following day, and the sun had not risen. Henry wearily made his way into the guest room and lay exhausted beside Josic. He was not good at taking care of people, but lie stayed in the guest room and took care of Ashley the entire night.

Even the man himself did not realize that sleeping with Josie had beca habit.

Other than Josie, it seemed that he could not fall asleep with anyone else lying beside him.

Josie had fallen asleep at that point, but her eyes were still red. It was obvious that she had cried for a long time. Henry let out a helpless sigh and switched off the bedside lamp before he pulled Josie into his embrace. "Please don't argue withanymore, all right? Behave yourself...

Teardrops formed and fell from the corner of her eyes, wetting the pillow. Even so, Josie did not say a word. There was no warmth in his embrace, and it even made her feel chilly.

In the room next door, Ashley bit her lip with so much force that it bled. Out of frustration, she threw the pillow to the ground.

"That woman's insisting on divorcing Henry? What a joke! How could she bear to divorce him?" she wondered. Ashley kicked the quilt resentfully. She thought Henry would stay with her or let her stay in the master bedroom, but alas, he only allowed her to stay in a mere guest room.

"As long as Josie doesn't divorce Henry, I'll always be a guest of this house! I worked so hard to get adopted and leave that orphanage, and I finally made it here... How could I be content with being his guest?" Ashley scowled internally.

Josie woke up when it was around 12 o'clock.

The surgery drained her of her energy.

Shortly after she woke up, Josie felt a throbbing headache and looked beside her.

Henry had already left.

As she pushed open the bedroom door, Josie's face fell in an instant.

Henry had gone to the office, but Ashley was still there.

"Josie, you're awake. Henry went to the office, and I made soatmeal for you." Ashley, who had a kind and attentive gand an tive expression flashed Josie embarrassed smile. "I'm sorry for the trouble, Josie. I had too much to drink last night. "You're already so shameless. How could you possibly feel embarrassed?" Josie sneered. She refused to play along. Ashley was obviously taken aback, but she swiftly regained her composure and tried her best to maintain her character. I'm sorry, Josie. I know I shouldn't trouble Henry, but- Before she could finish her sentence, Josie interrupted her, "If you have srespect for Henry and me, then you should be addressingas Mrs. Gibson. Don't you know basic etiquette? wed, o may Chapter 7 Ashley's eyes instantly reddened as she burst into tears.

16% Meanwhile, Josie poured herself a cup of warm water, unbothered by the other woman's crying. "You truly are a talented actress, but no one else is at home. Who are you putting on this act for?" "I know you don't like me, Josie. It seems I've bothered you." Ashley was about to leave in tears as she finished saying those words.

However, just as she arrived at the door, Henry cback.

"Such impeccable timing. Josie mused as she knitted her brows into a tight knot.

However, she had been careless, indeed.

Henry never returned hby noon, so his coming hearly was an out-of-character thing to do. Nevertheless, Josie knew it was because of Ashley.

"Henry..." Ashley was aggrieved as if she was a child who had been wronged. She wiped her tears and prepared to leave.

Before she could do so, Henry frowned and reached out to stop her. "What's going on?"

"It's Josie... I angered her. I know I cfrom an orphanage, and I'm uneducated, but leo, but when Josie said that about me, Pcouldn't help but feel upset... Ashley held onto Henry's arm right in front of Josie's face. Clearly, she was striking back. Ashley knew that no matter how arrogant and haughty Josie may be, there was nothing the woman could do, for whoever got Henry's favor was the winner.

Jo, did you say that?" A trace of disbelief flashed in Henry's eyes, and he wanted to hear Josie's explanation.

At that moment, Josie wanted to laugh. It was a rare opportunity to watch a famous actress perform live. "Yes, I did say that." There was nothing to explain.

"I also cfrom an orphanage. In ang and all bfa your eyes, am I uneducated as well?" Henry was a little angry and all of a sudden he really wanted to know E what Josie had thought of him throughout all those years. Was he merely the adopted son of the Gibson.

family who relied on them? "Henry, don't be angry. I-I'm not complaining about Josie. I just... A trace of panic flitted across Ashley's face.

Meanwhile, Josie hung her head. It felt like she had swallowed a lump of burning coal, and she could not utter a word.