Pursuing My Ex Wife in Full Blooming Spring

The man in the car, dressed in a dark suit, was an embodiment of profound restraint. He was flipping through documents as if it were a routine before heading to a destination together, just like they used

to do in the past.

It was Scott.

Naomi visibly paused, not expecting him to be in the car. Moreover, judging by his demeanor, it seemed he intended to accompany her to the hospital.

“Naomi? What’s wrong?” Donna voiced her concern as Naomi stood motionless.

Unable to discuss the matters in the hospital room due to the presence of others, she could not convey the depth of her heartache. Her daughter, whom she always cherished, had suffered so much injustice in the past three years, and it weighed heavily on her heart.

Naomi regained her composure, glancing at the person who remained focused on the documents. without a hint of change. She then shook her head. “It’s nothing.” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She got into the car.

She could not let her parents–in–law know that Scott was in the car. Otherwise, it could lead to

trouble.

The person in charge closed the car door and said to Donna and Dean, “Both of you, take the back seat

in this car.”

Donna instinctively wanted to suggest riding with Naomi in this car, but after considering something, she nodded. The elderly couple went to the other car and settled in

Meanwhile, Charles had gone to his own car after leaving the hospital. Soon, the vehicle began to move, merging into the flow of traffic.

Charles watched the car, signaled with the turn indicator ru

the car toward the front.

the steering wheel, and followed

The scenery swiftly passed by outside the window. It was a new day, with various sounds converging into a lively atmosphere. Despite this, there was complete silence inside the car–an unusual serenity.

Naomi watched the man silently perusing the documents, studying his deep–set eyes and brow. He was i

just as he was before their divorce, displaying no trace of alteration.

He was still deeply in love with his work.

Naomi’s face lit up with a smile as he gazed at the scenery outside the window.

She had thought that after their divorce, their paths would never cross again. Little did she anticipate that the person she unexpectedly rescued would be his cousin’s daughter.

What was even more surprising was the presence of the one in his heart accompanying him. In a way, it was not entirely unexpected. They had been married for three years, during which he had never shown any intimate gestures toward her. The realm of marital relations was an untouched territory

for them.

Before discovering Olivia’s existence, she could convince herself that he was a workaholic who cherished his job above all else. Besides work, nothing else seemed to matter to him. However, upon learning about Olivia, she gained clarity. It was not that he lacked emotions. Rather, she was not the person he truly desired.

Everything had come to an end upon their divorce. Naturally, he should go in search of the one he truly wanted. There was nothing unusual about it. It was all part of human nature.

She continued to live each day happily, undeterred by the divorce. She displayed no signs of despondency or frustration, and certainly no resentment toward him for harboring feelings for someone else.

The car smoothly moved forward, and the occasional sound of flipping documents was heard in the car. Subsequently, his voice would fill the car as he answered phone calls.

Naomi remained quietly composed, refraining from disturbing him or questioning why he was with her in the car…

Of course, Naomi did not indulge in the self–centered belief that he was specifically chauffeuring her to the hospital. She knew he had his reasons.

Therefore, during this journey, she had nothing to say to him. It felt like every interaction from the time they first met until this moment had always been about business. In the absence of matters to

discuss, there were no words exchanged.

“Alright. In a couple of days…” Scott said as another call concluded, and he closed the file.

By this point, it seemed like his work was finally done. Glancing at the scenery ahead and then checking his watch, he turned his gaze to the woman sitting beside him.