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Flirting With My Ex-Husband

Chapter 661
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When Scarlett opened her eyes, Raymond was answering the phone. His voice was not loud, but she was so thirsty that she woke up. She saw Raymond get out of bed with his phone and go out. The alarm clock next to her had been turned off by him.

She propped herself up, asking Hilla to open the curtains.

The sunlight beamed in. She raised her hand to protect her eyes, walking out in the slippers.

Raymond was sitting on the sofa in the outer room. Hearing the sound, he gave her a look. "Did | wake you up?" Scarlett shook her head and said in a husky voice, "I want to drink water." "I'll pour it for you." He stood up and cup to her, rubbing her cheek.

Scarlett watched him pull open the door and walk out. She couldn't help touching her face.

Did Raymond think she was a child? He liked to pinch her cheek so much.

The bright sunshine poured through the windows. The bedroom was lit up.

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Scarlett cout of her trance. She turned into the bathroom to wash up.

When Scarlett got out of the bathroom, there was a glass of warm water on the dresser.

She glanced at Raymond with a smile." Thank you." Raymond gazed at her. His eyes gleamed. He said "that's all", hung up the phone, and went into the bathroom to freshen up.

The morning sunshine at the end of July was strong. Scarlett stood on the balcony for a while, feeling a little hot.

Yet the morning breeze was refreshing. Hearing the footsteps, Scarlett looked back at Raymond walking over.

She curved her lips. "Who called you?" Raymond put his arms around her waist. He leaned down and kissed her lips. "Frank.

He paused for a moment. "Jean went to Ryker last night." Scarlett raised her eyebrows. "Then she's quite fast." Seeing that she couldn't persuade Raymond, Jean immediately went to Ryker.

It seemed that Tiffany was not nearly as important to Jean as Thomas.

Scarlett grunted. "So she's going to abandon Tiffany, right?" "I don't know." Raymond knew many of Tiffany’s scandals. What he said to Jean last night was not just talk.

Tiffany had done many stupid things.

Raymond knew about them long ago, but since Tiffany didn't provoke Scarlett lately, he let Tiffany off.

Yet now Jean chose Thomas. She wanted to make trouble for Raymond with Ryker. Then Raymond didn't mind paying Jean back.

Scarlett was a little tired after standing for a while. She couldn't resist leaning on his shoulder. "So what is your plan?" Raymond looked down at her. "Waiting until they make a move." "Oh," Scarlett answered.

Today was Saturday. They didn't need to rush to their companies.

She thought for a moment. "How about going riding?" The weather was suitable for riding.

Scarlett hadn't been to a stable for a long time. She just went riding with Alexis at college. At that time, Alexis had to learn to ride for a TV about an ancient story.

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Scarlett married Raymond as soon as she graduated. Many things happened after that. Scarlett hadn't been to a stable for six years.

"Okay." They ate breakfast and left for a stable.

It was Saturday. The roads were busy, and the red lights stayed longer than usual.

They arrived at the stable at almost ten o'clock. Just after they put on the protective gear, Raymond's cell phone rang.

Scarlett was tying her hair in a ponytail. She ran her eyes over his phone. Seeing the caller ID, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

It was Alexander again.

Alexander was simply idle.

He asked Stephen to play golf with him, but he felt that it was not lively enough. Thus, Alexander wanted to invite Scarlett and Raymond. He thought they could eat and play cards together.

What a pleasant day! As soon as Alexander arrived at the golf course, he called Raymond. Alexander had been single for more than thirty years. He becmore sensible. He knew he shouldn't disturb a sweet couple on a wonderful weekend morning.

It was ten o'clock. The twas just right.