President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Lena quickly responded to Victoria’s message.

?Not long after we separated, his boss suddenly came to him for something. As you know, he works many jobs every day.】​​

Despite being a rich second-generation young lady, Lena’s boyfriend, James Nate, was genuinely poor. He lived in a small apartment of around 40 square meters, and even now, he struggled to make ends meet. However, he was young, handsome, and willing to work hard.

All these positive traits were things Victoria known from Lena. She found out that since his student days, James Nate had been working four jobs every day to cover his tuition and living expenses.

Victoria was surprised initially, wondering why Lena was with James Nate. It was only recently that she discovered Lena hadn’t told him about her wealthy background when they first got together. Lena had even pretended to be poor, claiming to work as a waitress in a restaurant, just to fit into James Nate’s life.

James Nate believed her, and they quickly claim their relationship. To make her lie more convincing, Lena even rented a small apartment of a few dozen square meters. In her own words, it was not as big as her family’s swimming pool.

Victoria didn’t have high expectations for this couple.

However, Victoria could see that Lena had at least invested genuine feelings in this relationship. So, at this moment, she followed the two women without being noticed.

This floor had only two presidential suites, situated far apart to avoid disturbing each other.

Victoria followed them, hiding her body, and watched as one of the women knocked on a door. The door quickly opened, and fireworks bloomed.

“Happy birthday.”

The person who came out was James Nate. The woman then circled her arms around his neck, sounding a bit coquettish.

“You’re really hard to invite. If it weren’t for my birthday today, you wouldn’t have come out, would you?”

James Nate took a step back, avoiding physical contact. He looked around twenty years old, exuding a complete charm. Even in a campus setting, he would be the type of guy that attracted the most attention from girls.

Youth, sunshine, and smiles all carried a swaying golden glow.

Victoria stood not far away, witnessing this scene. She immediately sent a message to Lena, containing only the hotel’s location and the three words ‘James Nate.’

Lena wasn’t foolish; she would quickly realize the implication. Victoria took a photo but didn’t send it to Lena to avoid upsetting her. Instead, she planned to use it as evidence when James Nate lied later.

Holding the thermos, Victoria then went to knock on Nick’s door. The two locations were far apart, avoiding interference.

When the door opened, Nick had just finished showering, wearing pajamas. Water droplets from his wet hair were still dripping down, adding a hint of allure to this highland flower.

Victoria already knew Nick had an impressive physique. She had even considered painting him before. Seeing this scene, her expression paused momentarily. In the silence, a droplet fell from Nick’s hair, rolled down his chest, and disappeared into a deeper place.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Upon noticing Victoria, he seemed to remember the soup delivery. “Mr. Andrews,” she greeted, shaking the thermos in her hand. Last time, she had left the thermos here, and this one was specially bought by Aggie.

Nick, still in his recent attire, with bright and deep eyes, showed a subtle change. Unaware of his reaction, Victoria hadn’t entered before he spoke.

“This is tonight’s soup.” Nick turned around, taking a towel to lightly wipe his hair. The butterfly bones on his back were well-defined and appealing, displaying a tall and graceful figure.

Victoria couldn’t help but sigh. Some people were truly heaven’s favorites. She entered, placing the thermos on the table, and noticed the one she left behind last time.

Taking the empty one, she reminded Nick, “Mr. Andrews, please rest early.” Just as she was about to leave, she saw Nick reaching for the first aid kit, indicating his intention to change the bandage on his injured hand.