Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 721:noveldrama

When Friday came, Jett reached out to invite Fannie to dinner, but she declined.

“Sorry, I’m on my period, not feeling well.”

“Should I come over?”

Fannie chuckled.

“And what, magically make the pain disappear?” Fannie’s tone made it clear she didn’t want him there.

“Alright, then. Let’s meet tomorrow,” Jett replied, unable to hide the excitement in his voice. Tomorrow was the day their families would officially meet.

“I won’t forget,” Fannie muttered under her breath, but she had another reason for turning Jett down that evening, aside from not genuinely feeling well.

The reason stood at her doorstep in the form of two unexpected visitors.

“Fannie! We decided to drop by!” Judie exclaimed, standing there with Bobby, both brimming with energy.

Before Fannie could even respond, Judie slipped past her and into the apartment.

Judie was bundled up in a cozy sweater covered in cartoon prints—an unexpected contrast to her commanding presence on the fashion scene just days ago. Fannie couldn’t help but think that she must be well taken care of.

“Your place is so warm and inviting,” Judie said, spinning around with an approving look.

Bobby followed closely behind, grabbing a pair of slippers from the cabinet, acting as though he lived there. “Don’t get the wrong idea—what she means is your place is tiny.”

Judie stuck out her tongue in mock offense. “That’s not what I meant!”

Her eyes landed on the steaming cup of coffee and hot chocolate on the table.

“Fannie, you really are on your period.”

Fannie was about to prepare coffee for her guests, but Judie’s remark made her freeze mid-step.

“Really?”

Judie glanced at Bobby, who was busy feigning interest in the room’s decor.

Fannie’s confusion deepened. Did Bobby actually believe she was on her period and brought Judie along to visit her?

She shook off the self-centred thought almost immediately. Bobby clearly had his own concerns; why would he waste time worrying about her?

Even though their visit was unexpected, Fannie reminded herself they were still guests. As she prepared the coffee, she opened the fridge to check if there was any fruit to serve them. But there was nothing.

Bobby walked by and glanced into the barren fridge.

“How do you even eat with nothing in here?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Fannie quickly shut the fridge, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“I’m usually busy, so I’m hardly ever home,” she explained, avoiding his gaze.

From the sofa, Judie chimed in with a light tone.

“Fannie, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Let’s just order something!”

Fannie stepped forward quickly.

“I’ll order for us!” she offered.

Bobby shook his head and waved her off.

“You should sit down and rest. We’ve got this.”

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