Remarry Missions: Catching My Naughty Ex-Wife

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Do You Need to Call the Police, Miss? Matt recalled the scene he saw earlier and was shocked. Suddenly, he reacted, “I’ll go check it…” Abner pursed his lips, his face darkening. Playing hard to get like this was too low-level. Investigating her identity might be just what she wanted. “No need.” After putting so much effort into this act, that woman would reappear. Damara hurriedly returned to her apartment and took a careful shower before lying in bed. As she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with the passionate scene of last night. Initially, she found it painful, but later, she seemed to be enjoying that extreme heart-racing sensation. Losing her virginity to Abner didn’t make her feel bad, but hearing another woman’s name in his mouth was hard to accept. Joyce Scott… That was the reason why he wanted to divorce her. Although she was utterly exhausted, the pain in her body kept her awake. Damara turned over, still feeling uncomfortable. She got up and opened a drawer; inside was the marriage certificate. 12 371 Chapter 2 Do You Need to Call the Police, Miss? 40 Vouchers When they got married, Abner wasn’t present, but thanks to his grandfather’s excellent connections, she could obtain the certificates on her own. This was the first time she had observed the certificate and checked him in the photo. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

After just one glance, she tossed it back into the drawer and decided to visit Perpetua Moore. She drove to the hospital; it was around noon, and the ser vant guarding the ward had gone to eat. Perpetua, who was resting, saw Damara, and her thin face lit up with delight. She quickly sat up.

“Damara, what brings you here?” Her complexion was still pale, but she seemed in good spirits. “Dad must have made a big fuss again. I told him I was fine and asked him to keep it a secret from you.” Damara sat down by the bed and handed her a glass of warm water. “He is worried about you.” Perpetua had always been physically weak since she was a child. She would sometimes be so out of breath after walking a few steps that she would need to stay in the hospital for a few days. Her father, Kent Moore, was particularly fond of her. “But I hate being hospitalized. Mom is watching over me, and I can only have plain rice porridge; I can’t eat anything else.” Perpetua pouted, “Lately, I overheard the nurses talking about the fantastic pudding in the cafeteria, and it’s making me so hungry.” She grabbed Damara’s hand, “You’re the best, Damara. I can leave the hospital today and want to try a few bites. It’ll be fine.” 16.10% 12:370 Chapter 2 Do You Need to Call the Police, Miss? 40 Vouchers Perpetua’s eyes widened with excitement, making her look like an innocent animal. Damara couldn’t resist her and bought some pudding. “You can only taste the flavor, don’t swallow it.” After reminding her several times, Damara was about to feed her when Cali Young Moore’s voice came from the doorway. “What are you doing?” Cali exclaimed, both shocked and angry. She hurriedly took a few steps forward, sna tched the spoon and bowl from Damara’s hand, and threw them into the nearby trash bin. “You’re trying to kill your sister while I’m away, right? I knew you were up to no good!” Damara was pushed to the side and looked at the tofu pudding in the trash bin with a touch of self- derision.

“What did she feed you? Are you feeling well?” Cali stared at her daughter while getting worked up, ready to call Kent and complain. Perpetua anxiously held her back. “Mom, you misunderstood. It was my idea for her to buy it.” Cali paused for a moment, but she didn’t feel embarrassed. “Perpetua is so naive. Don’t tell me you are too, Damara?” “If it weren’t for her, your father would have left us outside for so long! And you wouldn’t have been so weak!” “Mom, please stop. Damara is busy with work, and it’s not easy for her to come here.” Cali snorted, her gaze shifting towards the quiet, silent young woman beside them. 29 13 1237 Chapter 2 Do You Need to Call the Police, Miss? 40 ¡Vouchers She didn’t have much affection for this daughter from her husband’s previous marriage. But this girl was still valuable for Moore Group. With that thought, Cali glanced at Damara’s neck. It was clean and without any marks. For a moment, Cali felt uncertain whether her plan last night had succeeded or not. If she hadn’t relied on Robinson Family to lend a hand to the Moore Group, she wouldn’t have schemed for Damara to sleep with an outstanding man like Abner. If only her daughter were in good health. Cali felt annoyed, and her tone turned even worse. “Now that Abner has returned as his wife, you should look at the bigger picture now. Think about how to get support from Robinson Group for your father.” Hearing her presumptuous tone, Damara smiled slightly. “Are you saying I’ve never offered any help before? Is that your opinion or my father’s?” Cali was left speechless. Perpetua quickly interjected, “The doctor prescribed some medicine for me. Can you get it for me, Damara?”

As Damara left the room, she heard Cali’s reproachful voice. Once outside the hospital room, Cali’s reprimands echoed behind them. “Your father doesn’t owe her anything. She has some grudge against me. Back then, her mother worked herself to death, and her father was busy socializing and struggling to make a living. I guess she blamed me for that. Hmph, it’s that woman’s misfortune that she couldn’t enjoy a life of luxury,” Damara frowned. Last night’s sex had indeed left her injured. She had 58.81%% 12.37 Chapter 2 Do You Need to Call the Police, Miss? 140 Vouchers just managed to hide the discomfort from Cali. After queuing to collect the medicine, she made another trip to the gynecologist. The injury was horrifying and even had some slight tearing. The female doctor’s expression turned grave after examining Damara. “Miss, do you need to report this to the police?” Damara was speechless. She froze for a moment, understanding what the doctor meant. Her expression became somewhat awkward as she said, “Actually, it was my husband. He just returned from a business trip and got carried away for a moment…” The female doctor, sensing Damara’s hesitation, showed a knowing expression. “Here’s the ointment. Remember to apply it and avoid intimate relations for a while. Also, tell your husband not to have too much sex. It is not good for you young people.” The doctor thought Damara might have experienced some sexual assault. Damara awkwardly took the ointment, feeling her face warm up. As she left the gynecologist’s office, she met with Perpetua’s older brother, Leonard Moore. He looked up and noticed the medicine in Damara’s hand. His gaze held a hint of surprise. “Damara, you’re here to see Perpetua… Are you not feeling good?”