You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 117- run away

Because they were mindful of the little girl still sleeping, both of them lowered their voices a bit.

Laurent invited him to sit down on a chair in the room.

"Now we can talk," Laurent said.

Morrison, with a serious expression, began to explain.

"Here’s the thing, regarding what Lord Washington told you last night about how he tried other women but didn’t feel anything—"

Before Morrison could finish, Laurent felt like he might lose his mind.

Why did Morrison have to tell him everything?

"Actually, it’s all my fault," Morrison said, taking the blame.

"I was the one who arranged a bunch of women for him to try, but don’t worry, nothing happened. Dave didn’t even glance at them before turning around and leaving!"

After Dave left Laurent’s place last night, he went straight to Morrison. When Morrison heard that Dave had mentioned trying other women, he nearly passed out in shock.

"Lord Washington, try to put yourself in Laurent’s shoes. What would you feel if she told you she tried other men, but in the end, she realized she couldn’t be with anyone but you?"

"I know that was wrong, which is why I came to find you."

Afterward, Dave realized he had made a mistake. At the time, he was just too eager to make her understand that he couldn’t be with anyone but her, which is why he said those things to prove that he truly was irreplaceable to her.

Morrison, confused, asked him back, 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"What do you want me for?"

Dave instructed,

"You need to go explain to her, just tell her that I didn’t touch any other women, I didn’t even look at them."

"And also, say that it was all your idea, and it had nothing to do with me."

Dave emphasized this point at the end.

Morrison laughed,

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with you? If you hadn’t called and asked me to find a woman for you, would I have been able to find you so many? Wasn’t I just worried you’d get lonely?"

Dave ignored him,

"Anyway, you still need to go explain."

"I must’ve owed you something in my past life."

Morrison had no choice,

"Just remember how I’m helping you now, because if one day I run into a problem, you’ve got to help me."

And that’s how Morrison ended up coming to Laurent to explain.

After listening to Morrison’s explanation, Laurent chuckled and asked him,

"Do you really think I’ll believe you?"

"Why wouldn’t you believe me?"

Morrison’s face showed a great deal of surprise, thinking he had been very sincere in his explanation.

Laurent remembered the glances he had given Marylin earlier and couldn’t help but respond sarcastically,

"An infamous playboy explaining to me about finding women outside, how credible do you think that is?"

At this, Morrison was completely speechless.

He hadn’t expected her to react so quickly and shut him down like this. He admitted he was a womanizer, but that didn’t mean Dave was one too. She shouldn’t just assume that based on his own behavior.

However, it was clear that nothing he said would matter now, so he had to ask in frustration,

"So, does this mean I’ve made things worse?"

Instead of making her believe that Dave hadn’t been with any other women, had he only made her think Dave was just as guilty as he was?

Laurent snorted coldly.

"Do you think so?"

Morrison immediately stood up to leave.

"Fine, just pretend I never came and never tried to explain for him."

Laurent couldn’t be bothered with him. How could he just pretend Morrison hadn’t come?

After Morrison left, Laurent sat alone for a while. Although she had said she didn’t believe it and questioned things, she hadn’t truly let it affect her.

Five years of marriage, living together for so long—maybe he didn’t love her, but she still acknowledged his character. She kept an eye on whether there were any women involved.

Whenever he returned from social events, his clothes smelled of smoke and alcohol, but there were never any strange perfumes or signs from other women.

Of course, she couldn’t know what happened when he was on business trips.

Before long, the little girl woke up. Laurent helped her get dressed, wash up, and took her downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast.

Marylin and Zoey had already finished eating and were sitting there chatting. Laurent and her daughter joined them.

The little girl was fascinated by Marylin’s hair, the glamorous big waves.

"Aunt Marylin, your hair is so pretty! I want to perm mine like that."

Marylin was amused by the little girl’s love for beauty at such a young age.

"No, if you perm it like this, your dad will have a meltdown."

After Marylin said that, she realized she had brought up Dave again, and with a helpless shrug, she glanced at Laurent. She hadn’t wanted to mention him, but with the child around, it always slipped out unintentionally.

As she had once said, the child was the unbreakable bond between Dave and Laurent. It was impossible for Laurent to sever all ties with Dave, and Dave repeatedly used their daughter to get closer to Laurent, a tactic she couldn’t resist.

In this regard, Leonardo had lost much of his initiative.

Laurent quickly tried to redirect the little girl’s attention.

"You said you wanted to cut your hair short, right? Mommy has time today. How about I take you to get it cut?"

Some time ago, Laurent had cut her own hair short, and the little girl had strongly insisted on getting hers cut too. However, Laurent had never found the time to take her. Sometimes, when they met, she would be so focused on showing affection that she forgot all about it.

Now that the little girl brought up the topic of hair, Laurent thought she would finally take her to get it done today.

But the little girl was once again enchanted by Marylin’s hairstyle, blinking her big eyes, thinking for a moment, and then saying,

"Maybe I won’t cut it. I want to keep it and wait until I grow up to perm it like Aunt Marylin’s hair."

The three women were speechless at how vain the little girl was.

Marylin couldn’t stop laughing.

"If Dave knew his daughter had such a fiery and glamorous heart, would he really lose it?"

At this, Laurent couldn’t take it anymore. She gritted her teeth and quietly reminded Marylin,

"Can you please stop mentioning him?"

First, it was Morrison, and now Marylin, constantly bringing up Dave in front of her. Laurent was about to lose her mind.

Marylin laughed and gave her an "OK" gesture. While eating, Laurent reminded her,

"The Morrison who just came to see me seems to be interested in you. Be careful."

Marylin flirtatiously tossed her hair and smiled.

"Oh, should I say it’s my honor? Or my misfortune?"

Marylin sometimes found it quite helpless. With her stunning looks, she often attracted all kinds of men with bad intentions towards her body and beauty, while the decent, well-behaved men were scared off by her appearance.

Yet, deep down, she was a bit of a romantic, craving a peaceful and stable life—a life that those men with ill intentions couldn’t possibly give her.

This, in turn, was why, at her age, she was still unmarried.

Of course, Laurent and Zoey, as her long-time friends, knew her well and trusted her character. They had no concerns about her. As for Morrison’s womanizing, Marylin had already assessed him herself and didn’t believe she’d fall for his charms.

They trusted her, but they didn’t trust Morrison.

Burg Eltz. Everyone knew Morrison was quite skilled with women, and Laurent’s reminder was out of concern that Marylin might not be able to resist him, given his expertise.

They say strong women fear persistent suitors, don’t they?

As Laurent thought about that saying, she suddenly thought of herself.

If Dave were to pursue her relentlessly like that, she might truly need to go abroad to escape.

Just as she was thinking about this, Laurent looked up and saw Dave’s figure appearing at the entrance of the restaurant.

In that instant, she felt a strong impulse to get up and run away.