Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 666:

They took their seats at the dining table, Jett facing Fannie. The meal passed in silence. Fannie found herself wishing Dulce were there—her presence would have surely eased the tension between them.

As they ate, Fannie couldn’t help but ponder their compatibility. Perhaps Jett was more affected by the sight of the test than he let on, silently wrestling with his thoughts.

Once they finished, Jett stood to help clear the table. Fannie usually dealt with the trash later, her days too packed for chores.

“Let’s go. You should get home. I’ll take out the trash and walk you out,” she suggested.

When Jett stepped closer, Fannie instinctively took a step back, her back pressing against the sideboard.

“Fifi, I’m not leaving tonight.”

Fannie caught her breath, the implications of his words hitting her full force. Normally, Jett would have excused himself by ten o’clock, without such intimations. But tonight, his request made it hard to turn him down without feeling unjust.

“Tonight’s not a good time,” she said, her voice soft but firm.

Jett looked as though he might argue, but seeing Fannie’s discomfort, he chose to let it go.

Together, they descended the stairs. At the trash bin, Fannie discarded the garbage, then turned to bid him farewell.

“Drive safely,” she said.

Jett opened his arms for a goodbye embrace, and Fannie stepped into them.

“Fifi, I don’t mean anything by it. It’s just been too long since we’ve spent time together, and I wanted a little more.”

“I understand,” Fannie responded, hugging him back.

“I’m your boyfriend now. We’ll have plenty of time together. Let’s not rush things.”

Jett relaxed at her words, a contented hum escaping him.

The next day, Fannie arrived early at her office. Both the agency’s primary and secondary bosses summoned her for a meeting.

The secondary boss, a friend from her study abroad days, had returned home with her to start the venture under the guidance of the big boss. They hadn’t anticipated the arduous road of entrepreneurship, always scrambling to capture public interest and succeed.

After the tense dinner with Bobby, Fannie knew she owed her bosses an explanation. She spent the morning detailing her recent work activities, and just as noon approached, Jett appeared at her office.

His frequent visits to the office had made him a familiar face to everyone, from the executives to the cleaning staff. He had learned that Fannie’s artists were struggling to find roles, so he had secretly funded a web drama, insisting that one of her artists star in it.noveldrama

By the time Fannie discovered this, Jett was already deep in discussion with the actress about the script.

“Fannie.”

The actress, Selma Todd, had already benefited from Jett’s influence, securing three advertising endorsements through his connections. Jett’s business in the automotive sector had also helped Selma land a couple of gigs promoting used cars under his brand.

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