Let Me Be Your Ex
Chapter 2

There were still twenty days before his father was sentenced. If he could not raise money in these twenty days, he would return, for fear that his father would become gray when he got out of prison.

The investor?

Think about what Mr. Henry, Miriam hesitated, took the phone from her pocket, opened the address book and swiped down, looking at the number she knew well.

Initially, she gave Bryan a note about her husband, and purposely added A, so that his name was at the top of the address book, and you could see it with a single click.

However, in the past three years, Bryan had called her and sent SMS several times. Over time, she turns her husband into Bryan, and doesn't bother him if nothing matters.

Miriam dialed the phone number, threw the cigarette into the toilet, and went out to fetch water and gargle.

He had just smoked and his voice was a bit stupid. If he didn't face it, when Bryan picked up his phone, he would feel that the face on the other end of the phone would definitely be ugly.

Hello, who?

The phone connected quickly, but what gave Miriam the creeps was that the woman answered the phone, and she was naturally adept at asking, as if she had received many such calls

Seeing Miriam staying there, she asked: "Hello?"

It took a long time for Miriam to retract her thoughts, and her voice was vague as she spoke, "I'm looking for Bryan, is he there?"

"Brother Chen is in a meeting." The woman called this name casually and naturally, as if the party in charge of sovereignty: “Tell me what your last name and which customer. I thought Brother Chen didn't keep your number… "

Miriam hurriedly hung up the phone without waiting for him to speak. Hands shaking. Finally, the phone fell and a muffled voice sounded. He hurriedly took it.

From the shattered phone screen, Miriam looked at her face, wondering when there were tears, and she looked like her family was devastated, how embarrassed and embarrassed she was.

He and Bryan have been married for three years, three spring, summer, autumn, and winter. According to others, even though they were an old husband and wife, he never kept his number.

Is it hard to put it in an address book?

And that woman ...

Miriam felt cold at the thought of the call three minutes ago.

Bryan's attitude was always cold. Miriam has no doubt that she may have raised another woman outside, but the two sign a contract. If she cheated, she had to leave the house for a divorce.

Miriam had always believed him, but the ambiguous address the other party gave Bryan in this call made her change her mind.

Even the small crack in his invisible heart was getting bigger and bigger.

Miriam doesn't care if it's Sunday or if Bryan's coming home.

I got home from work at 5:30 p.m. When I passed the supermarket, I stopped by to buy fresh fruits and vegetables.

She was always good at cooking. He learned from his mother. After marriage, she changed her cooking style for Bryan. However, Bryan returned once a week as per the contract. Other times, he faced the best dishes alone.

After all this time, Miriam did not bother to cook. If Bryan comes back on the weekend, he'll find out who's cooking. When the division of labor arrived, he would order a takeaway when he left. Only occasionally was he in a good mood and playing cooking.

The phone in the living room was playing music, and the sound was not small, so Miriam, who was busy in the kitchen, naturally did not hear the door open, fighting with a small yellow sound on the cutting board.

"what!"

Miriam accidentally scratched while picking the gills of the fish, Miriam screamed and pulled out her bloodstained fingers.

He had yet to react, it seemed like someone was approaching behind him. The large hand that reached out grabbed her fingers and placed them under the tap for rinsing, and her hot palm made Miriam lose two punches.

It seemed that except for the lips, everything on the man's body was hot.

“When you buy fish, will you not let others fix it for you?” Bryan said, wiping his fingers with a tissue and wearing plaster. His movements looked gentle, but his face was still faint.

Miriam muttered, "I was in a hurry to buy things, so I forgot ..."

Bryan rolled up his sleeves, showing his slender arms, "I'll do it tonight."

"Switchy." Miriam took off the apron hanging on the shelf on her tiptoes, unfolded and wanted to tie it, "You're white, and it won't be easy to wash with oil."

Since both of them had to do homework, he bought a one-size apron at the time, even though he was tall, it felt a bit funny wearing it.

Miriam did not come out, so she leaned against the kitchen door and saw her busy figure. A man who no matter how good his cultivation was, he looked very educated even if he did this kind of work, "Well, why are you back today."

Although the two agree when they get married, unless Bryan is on a business trip, he has to go home every Sunday, but Miriam thinks he came back yesterday, and he probably won't be back today.

Without looking back, Bryan was busy washing vegetables: “Today and Sunday”.

Oh. Miriam's eyes dimmed.

Sure enough, if it wasn't for the contract, she wouldn't have come back even if it was her apartment?

“Do you have something to call in the morning?” Bryan asked, explaining in a way: “Assistant answered the phone and said that someone was looking for me. I checked the phone and found out that it was you. ”

Assistant Manager?

Was there an assistant who called his superior "Brother Chen" a familiar name?

“I just want to ask if you will be back.” Miriam still doesn't ask for the sentence “Why don't you save my number”. He felt uncomfortable just hearing what he said earlier and turned to the living room.

Miriam got bored on the internet, read it for a while but was very upset, and couldn't help but click on google.

When she regained consciousness, she found that google information is “Why my husband does not save my number”, or “Asistant my husband calls her husband with intim” and so on.

He could not help but click on a large number of answers. Be careful with your cheating husband. Check her husband's phone to prepare evidence of divorce. After all, he could split more money.

Currently, Bryan came out of the kitchen with vegetables and called out to him: "Let's eat."

"Good." Miriam hastily turned off the phone.

Both of them were always silent and speechless. Miriam often looked at Bryan, her eyes complicated, but she said nothing.

Bryan washed the dishes after eating and then returned to the bedroom.

He should have been very busy working lately. After the shower, he went to bed. When Miriam came back with the mask, Bryan was already asleep. With her back facing her, Miriam felt like she was separated by a mountain.

Miriam looked at her phone on the bedside table and stood there for a long time, but finally could not hold back, and quietly took over.

He had used Bryan's phone before taking the picture, so he knew the password.

After entering the password, Miriam flipped through it casually, and it was nothing. Most of the emails came from the office, and he didn't understand much. When he opened the text message, he caught his breath.

It was a read text message, it contained only a few words:

sofia fu's?

Is that his assistant's name? Or another woman?

Miriam had no idea how she felt when she saw this message. Bryan will delete information that is not important. He turned off the phone and put it back on the bedside table.

Miriam looked at her wide back and could not help but reach out to wrap her waist.

The next second his hands were gently pulled apart, and even the man moved there, deliberately pulling the same distance.

Miriam felt sour by him.

Last night he wanted her so badly, endlessly, couldn't he want to hug her today?

Was there nothing between them except a piece of paper and the physical needs he wanted?

Miriam thought, maybe she'll file for divorce after she's done with her father.

Four years was too long and he was too tired to wait any longer.