Go After My Ex-wife

Chapter 1711 Certain of Her Love

Callis continued savoring the steak on the plate. The taste, flavor, and doneness of the meat were

perfect, just how he liked it.

Xanthus stood up and fixed his gaze on him. "Leave. Now."

Callis lowered his head and continued to eat, unconcerned. Frustrated, Xanthus sent someone in to

haul Callis away.

But when the servant saw Callis's imposing gaze, he didn't dare to come close.

Xanthus himself was not a fan of physical aggression. Who born with a silver spoon would ever resort

to such unpolished behavior?

They entered a stalemate until Callis finished his meal, placed the napkin on the table, cleaned his

mouth, and headed upstairs.

Xanthus stood rooted with his arms akimbo. Hopeless of the situation, he asked the servant to leave for

now.

After he left, Xanthus sat motionless on the sofa for a long time.

It was already afternoon when Xanthus went to check on Novalie before leaving the house. Seeing

Xanthus getting into his car, Jared followed behind. Mid journey, Xanthus pulled over, got out of his car,

and went over to Jared, knocking on the window, asking him to come out.

Jared hopped out of the car, unbothered.

Seeing Xanthus, he asked, "What's up?"

"You know what's up. Stop following me."

Xanthus didn't look too happy. Jared was the one who'd taken Cynthia from him; he had nothing more

to say to him.

"It's not for me to decide. I'm just following Mr. Harvey's instructions. I work for my pay, and I obey my

orders, doing whatever he wants me to. Venting your frustration at me won't change anything."

As Jared spoke, Xanthus sneered. "Yeah? Did Jepherson order you to seduce Cynthia too?"

Jared wasn't even slightly affected when he heard the name. He had never cared and would never care

for her.

"Cynthia's feelings for me have nothing to do with me. Discussing this with me won't change a thing."

"If you really want her, go to her. You don't have to be a genius to figure that out."

When people said that words could kill, it must be Jared Robertson they had in mind.

Cynthia herself was a scar in Xanthus's heart. Such a ruthless slash from Jared would definitely hurt.

Xanthus's face blanched. "We'll not go into that subject. Don't follow me anymore."

With that, Xanthus returned to his car. Midway, he received a call from Cynthia, who was crying.

Xanthus turned the car around and went to her.

To Xanthus, Cynthia was like a thorn in his heart; he could never forget her. After all, she was the first

woman he'd fallen in love with and for a long time.

He couldn't vow that she would be the only love of his life. After all, she had already chosen to leave.

But he definitely wouldn't be able to forget her so quickly; this was beyond doubt.

When he arrived at Cynthia's, Xanthus immediately went to the door; someone came out to answer it

after he pressed the doorbell. While Xanthus searched for her, Cynthia was weeping heart-wrenchingly.

The door opened, and Cynthia turned to look at the visitor; she was still crying and did not move.

Looking at her, Xanthus felt a twinge of pain in his chest. He hesitated but still walked over to her.

Cynthia said, "My family... My Mom died years ago, Flynt too. Even Yanora..."

Xanthus's brows furrowed. "I knew long ago. Sorry, I didn't tell you."

Cynthia shook her head, crying as she held her face, feeling more devastated by the minute. Xanthus

sat down across from her, staring. He was no longer eligible to wipe her tears away; he was not the

person she needed most, but Jared.

In fact, no one could predict what would happen on the road of love.

Cynthia's love for Jared was beyond his expectation.

She always had a thing for Santiago. Xanthus knew that much, but he did not expect her to fall for

Jared too.

Xanthus found it hard to accept this.

Maybe her falling in love with Jared had been an aberration at the start, but now he couldn't say for

sure.

Xanthus had always thought they were the best partner for each other, but he lost the courage to love

again with Jared's appearance this time.

Seeing Cynthia crying her heart out, Xanthus could only ask, "What's your plan? Do you want to go

back?"

Cynthia shook her head. She didn't know what to do either.

After all, those who had died were her family. Even if they had done things that broke her heart, she still

couldn't turn a blind eye.

Cynthia passed out after crying for a few hours. Xanthus managed to wake her up with first aid but still

sent her to the hospital, still worried. He even checked her heart rate and made sure she was okay

before sitting down in the ward for a while.

Outside the ward, Jared could clearly see Xanthus loved her deeply and could not extricate himself.

Looking at Xanthus, Jared couldn't help but feel funny. Men were all like this. When they met a woman

they loved, they would have a personality transplant.

No matter how domineering and unrestrained he usually was, he would still become a child easily

bullied by the woman.

The woman could do whatever she wanted.

Xanthus was like this, and so was Jepherson. Even Santiago was the same. They were a bunch of

simps!

Jared looked at them for a while and sat down. Xanthus came out to get some food for Cynthia and

reminded Jared, "Take care of Cynthia for me."

Jared looked at Xanthus as if he had heard the joke of the century. "You okay in the head? Or did you

get a lobotomy?"

Xanthus ignored him. "Her emotions are unstable now, and she needs someone looking after her.

Console her but keep your barbed tongue away. I'll go buy some food for her."

With that, Xanthus walked away, his back straight and his steps steady, but no one could see through

his frustration.

Cynthia woke up after Xanthus was long gone. Just as she thought it was strange no one else was in

the room, Jared entered. Hearing the noise, Cynthia looked over to find him standing at the door.

Surprised, she stared at him, lying in bed.

"Why are you here?"

She spoke up after a while, seeing Jared didn't intend to take another step forward. He then closed the

door behind him and sat down in front of her, staring at her as he crossed his leg and leaned to one

side like a rogue.

Cynthia was also observing him, silent. The truth was, if someone could love you just like that, they

could also hate you just as fast.

Cynthia had once thought she would only love Santiago her entire life. However, his departure

watered her feelings for him down.

Then, she started to think she liked Xanthus. That kiss proved she indeed had feelings for him.

But after spending time with him, she found that it wasn't love but a combination of gratitude and Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

impulse.

It wasn't until Jared came into her life that she was certain she liked Jared.