President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Declan’s eyes widened in shock as he recalled the scene he had just witnessed. His boss had never been seen with a girl before and seeing a girl coming out of his room was shocking to him.

“I’ll check … immediately,” Declan declared.

Nick squished his lips together and scrunched his eyebrows while thinking, ‘Is she trying to play a Cat and Mouse game? What a lame move that is.’

Maybe she wanted him to find her.

“No need” Nick responded.

She had put so much thought into it, she would show up again.

Victoria hurried back to the apartment she was staying in and washed herself inside and out several times before collapsing into bed to rest.

Closing her eyes, all she could think about was the ferocity of that man in bed. The extreme sensation at first wasn’t familiar to her, but then it seemed to penetrate her bones.

She wasn’t really feeling bad about the fact that her first time was with Nick Andrews except for hearing another woman’s name out of his mouth.

“Claire, Claire Rodriguez…” She could still remember the name he blurted out when he was on top of her.

Perhaps this was why he was divorcing her.

Her body was screaming in pain, obviously exhausted. Victoria rolled over, still feeling sick. After getting up and opening the drawer, she glanced at the two red marriage licenses that were kept inside.

Despite the fact that Nick himself was not present when the license was first issued, Edward’s connections were strong and Victoria was able to get the license on her own.

She opened the license only twice until now. The first time she’d looked squarely at the man who was printed on the same credentials as her.

Having glanced at it briefly, she threw it back inside, intending to visit Linda as soon as possible.

While driving to the hospital, it was noon, and the servants responsible for watching the wards had gone to eat.

Seeing Victoria, Linda’s thin little face was filled with surprise, and she sat up in a hurry.

“Tori, what are you doing here?” Linda asked with a surprised expression on her face.

She was still a little pale, but in good spirits. “Is dad making a fuss again? I told him I was fine and specifically told him to keep it a secret from you.”

Victoria sat down by the hospital bed and handed over a glass of warm water. “He’s worried about you.”

Since she was a child, Linda had been weak and ill. Since she was seriously ill at times, she had to take a few steps and had to visit the hospital occasionally, so Daniel was particularly devoted to her.

“But I really dislike being hospitalized so much. My mom keeps an eye on me. I’m only allowed to drink congee, I can’t eat anything.” Linda pursed her lips pitifully a few times.

“For the past few days, I have heard the nursing sisters discussing juices in the hospital cafeteria, and I have been craving them.”

As she held Victoria’s hand, she said, “I know my sister is the best for me. I may be discharged today, so a few tastes are fine.”

Linda was thrilled. Her eyes were wide like those of an innocent child.

It was impossible for Victoria to argue with her, so she brought a cup.

“Only taste it, don’t swallow it.” Victorie instructed her.

After more instructions, Victoria took the spoon and was just about to feed her when Cynthia’s voice came from the doorway. “What are you doing?”

In a fit of rage, Cynthia quickly came over to her. Grabbing the spoon and bowl from Victoria she threw them into a nearby trash can. “You tried to get Linda killed while I was gone, didn’t you? I knew you were up to no good!”

Cynthia pushed Victoria to the side and away from Linda. As Victoria glanced at the juice in the trash can, she laughed slightly.

“What else did she feed you? Is there anything wrong?”

Cynthia looked at her daughter while she was so angry that she was about to call Daniel and tell him off.

Linda was so anxious that she pulled her back, “Mom, you’re misunderstanding, sister. I’m the one who asked her to go shopping and get juice for me.”

Cynthia’s hand twitched, but she wasn’t embarrassed. “Linda doesn’t know what’s right or wrong. You’re the older sister, don’t you know any better too?”

“If it were not for her, would your father have left us unattended for so long? Would your health be so poor?”

“Mom, don’t say anything. My sister is busy with work, so it’s not easy for her to come over.” Linda pleaded with her mother.

Cynthia grunted, her gaze going to Victoria who was standing quietly on the side.

She knew the women in front of her could not be nice in any way to the daughter born to her husband’s ex-wife.

‘Well at least she is useful to the company in some way.’ With that thought, she looked at Victoria’s neck.

It was clean and dry. There was no trace of anything there.

Cynthia was a little unsure for a moment whether her plan last night had worked or not.

If she wasn’t counting on Nick to invest in Daniel’s company one more time, how could she have pushed a man as good as Nick to Victoria? If only her daughter’s health wasn’t this poor.

Cynthia was secretly annoyed and her tone was even worse, “Nick is back home now, you’re his wife, don’t just think of yourself. You need to think of ways to get Nick to help your dad.”

As she listened to her righteous tone, Victoria smiled slightly, “Auntie, are you saying that because you think I haven’t helped before? Is that what you think, or is that what dad thinks too?”

Cynthia choked while Linda tried to end the conversation between her mother and Victoria. “The doctor gave me medicine. Can my sister pick it up from the pharmacy for me?”

Victoria nodded her head and taking the prescription from Linda, she went out of the room.

Standing outside the room, she could still hear Cynthia’s scolding voice coming from the room. “Your father hasn’t owed her anything over the years, she just has a problem with me. Her mother died from overworking on her own. At that time your father was still socializing around, and the days were hard. I think she’s just blaming me for this. Hmmmm, I can only blame that woman for not having a life of enjoyment.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Victoria frowned as a pain shot through her lower body. The pain from last night was still there.

After standing in line to get medication, she went to the gynaecologist.

The injuries were ravaged and there were some minor tears, and the female doctor looked extraordinarily serious as she examined them.

“Miss, do you need to call the police?” the female doctor asked her.

“…..”

Victoria was stunned, not knowing what to say, she looked a little uncomfortable and said, “Actually, it’s my husband. He just came back from a business trip, and wasn’t sure how to handle the situation…”

The female doctor saw her wanting to say something, a flash of understanding crossed her face, “This is the ointment, go back and remember to put it on, don’t have intercourse in the near future, and you also tell your husband to exercise a little moderation, don’t spoil your body.”

She almost wondered if something unfortunate had happened to her. Victoria took it awkwardly, her face a little hot.

She had just come out of the gynaecology department when she came face to face with Linda’s brother, Gavin Blackwell.

He looked up, his eyes falling on the medicine Victoria held in her hand.

A strange look crossed her eyes. “Tori, you came to see Linda… or are you not feeling well?”