My Ex-Wife Remarried Me novel Chapter 320

Summary for Chapter 320: Something Felt Odd: My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

Chapter 320: Something Felt Odd – A Turning Point in My Ex-Wife Remarried Me by Swnovels

In this chapter of My Ex-Wife Remarried Me, Swnovels introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 320: Something Felt Odd shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

"Since everything's settled now, go to bed." Kane didn't think anything was abnormal.

After the woman had nothing else to add, he casually wished her goodnight before preparing to leave.

Amora nodded and bent down to pick up the pieces of paper strewn all over the floor.

Unfortunately, she accidentally triggered her injury and soon felt a sharp pang in her body.

She immediately cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Kane's head whipped at the sound of her cry.

Her expression drastically changed as she pretended to be fine.

"Nothing! I'm just going to put aside these pieces of paper.You go ahead and sleep.You still have work tomorrow."

She couldn't let him find out she was injured.

Else, given his ill-natured temper, he was sure to reprimand her for being useless.

To her surprise, he didn't move an inch.

He just stood there and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"You sure you're fine?"

"Huh?" Amora arched her brows in confusion.

In a split second, her mind went into a state of hysteria.

Huh? Did I say something wrong? Wait! I've been staying here under the guise of being injured.

If I say I'm alright now, that's digging my own grave.

Oh, god.

Somebody help me.

Luckily, she was astute enough to react without delay.

She quickly changed her stance and replied, "No.No, I'm not doing fine.I haven't...Um...I haven't recovered yet."

"So, you haven't regained your health?"

"Yes! Look.My belly is covered with bruises."

His menacing stare utterly frightened her.

She hurriedly lifted her shirt to show him her wound.

Damn it! Is this considered a blessing in disguise? I finally have an injury that's suitable to parade.

Kane shifted his ominous gaze to the area she had just exposed to him.

At the sight of her large bruise, his eyes filled with a murderous glint, and he emanated an air of viciousness.

He wasn't oblivious to the fact that she had been feigning her illness.

He only answered that way so that it would pressurize her to reveal her injury.

That must be from Roderick.

That son of a b*tch.

With a grim look on his face, he reached out and pushed her hand aside.

Amora was taken aback by his action.

"Huh"

Her doe-like eyes turned watery as she eyed him apprehensively.

"What...What are you doing? I'm being serious.I'm still injured..."

"What about it?"

"Huh?"

In a state of frenzy, Amora found it difficult to keep up with him.

It was at this moment that Kane realized she wasn't wearing a bra.

All she had on was a small tank top, probably something casual she slipped on after bathing.

Damn it! Instantly, he felt the heat rise in his body, particularly his abdomen area.

With much effort, he reluctantly tore his eyes away and focused his eyes on her wound instead.

It was an enormous bruise, especially so when contrasted with her fair complexion.

One look at it was enough to tell that it was grave.

"Did it not cross your mind that he'd kill you?"

"What?"

His abrupt question prompted her to turn her reddened face around to face him.

At that moment, her eyes unexpectedly met his deep-set orbs.

His cavernous eyes were largely inscrutable, but she could clearly detect the rage and agony in them.

Amora felt her heart skip a beat at that moment.

"I...I didn't think that far.All I wanted was...To find the cause of Matteoc's illness,’ she explained as she averted her gaze.

Her nervousness made her heart beat faster by the minute.

Kane was stunned by her response for a moment.

If she really were someone who could sacrifice her life for the sake of her children, then why did she tell them she didn't want them anymore? His gaze darkened further before he regained his composure.

He silently took out a bottle of ointment and rubbed it in his palms before placing them on her pale, tender skin.

"Ouch!" Amora immediately yelped.

The excruciating pain from her wound, coupled with the searing sensation from his warm palms, gave her an odd tingle.