Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 597:

“Mom, what was that? You think I’d go for someone like her?”

“What’s wrong with her?” Alana’s eyes sparkled with feigned innocence.

“Didn’t meet your standards?”

Bobby scoffed, “She practically opened with a resume check—houses, cars, and then, oh, would the kids get her last name? Am I supposed to beg her to marry me?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Alana sat up, suddenly looking anything but feeble.

“Women these days are just being practical. Better to know what’s expected from the start than get blindsided down the line. At least she’s direct, speaks her mind—none of that guessing game nonsense. Honestly, I think she’s perfect for you!”

“Come on.”

With a dramatic sigh, Alana lay back, aiming one last jab.

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“You’re not getting any younger, and neither are we. Someday, your father and I will be gone, and then what? You’ll be alone, just another shadow rattling around in an empty house.”

If not for his frozen accounts, Bobby would have tuned her out by now, letting her talk herself into exhaustion.

He couldn’t see what the rush was.

What was wrong with staying single?

Was that such a crime?

Alana wasn’t finished, though. In a last-ditch effort, she brandished her trump card.

“And if you’re not going to do these blind dates, you can forget about using your bank cards!”

“Fine!”

Pleased with his reluctant agreement, Alana triumphantly pulled a stack of photos from behind the sofa cushions.

“Alright, let’s start with some options, shall we? This one’s from a family of professors; they practically breathe academia. This one’s grandfather was a diplomat, and she speaks eight languages. And here’s a doctor, with a PhD!”

Bobby’s eyes glazed over. It felt more like a hiring process than finding someone he could want to spend his life with.

He was kind of a jerk, and he never really tried to deny it. All he cared about was how women looked and their bodies. Even if he married a wife for no love, she had to be beautiful.

“None of them hold a candle to Fannie!”

“Fannie? You like Fannie?” Alana asked.

Bobby was taken aback by the sudden question, gesturing to himself in surprise.noveldrama

“When did I ever mention liking Fannie?”

“Fannie is marvelous!” Alana’s enthusiasm was palpable as she clapped her hands, her voice strong and clear, betraying no sign of her illness.

“I’ve always admired Fannie! You two could have had a wonderful marriage!”

“Mom, let’s stay calm. It’s not healthy to dwell on past relationships. Fannie and I are over. There’s nothing left there.”

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