The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

“Let’s find a place to talk,” Jeremy Norman gave Nicholas Thompson a mild smile.

Even though Nicholas and Molly Walker don’t get along, after all, he is her second older brother.

“There’s no need. It’s a bit late. Let’s just talk here.” Nicholas Thompson stepped forward, staring at Jeremy Norman’s brown eyes, “You should know, right? My fifth sister likes you.”

“Fourth sister has already made up with Michael Gallagher and won’t consider anyone else. You… wouldn’t you consider my fifth sister? Gillian… she has always had deep feelings for you…”

Jeremy Norman furrowed his brows, seemed to be carefully thinking over the things he said.

He didn’t take Gillian Thompson’s feelings for him seriously, but he didn’t expect Nicholas Thompson would bring this matter up to the surface.

“The incident last time was Gillian’s fault, but she has learned her lesson. Then again, you…your actions back then also hurt her deeply.” Nicholas Thompson didn’t try to hide, and spoke about the incident that happened that night, “I know she did some wrong things because she liked you, but you also caused her trauma. Now, missing that part of love, I’m afraid she might be deceived by others.”

“Jeremy Norman, as long as you’re together with Gillian, I can assure you, I can handle all the issues with your company.”

After Nicholas finished speaking, the atmosphere turned chilly.

Jeremy Norman narrowed his eyes and scrutinized him: “Mr. Thompson, how did you know there’s trouble in my family?”

“Don’t forget, I studied law. Your family has recently been sued and your chances of winning are slim. If you lose this case, it would severely damage your company’s reputation.”

“Jeremy Norman, I’m not threatening you, I just hope that we can have a win-win cooperation,” said Nicholas.

Nicholas’s face was calm, with a trace of a smile floating on his vibrant face.

“Heh,” Jeremy Norman sneered, “Nicholas Thompson, you’re also Ivy’s second brother, right?”

“I only knew before that you were partial, but I didn’t know your heart is so twisted.” Jeremy Norman sighed, “If you bring up a marriage alliance with Ivy and me, I might consider it.”

“As for Gillian… forget it.” Jeremy Norman licked his lips, “Since you know about that night’s incident, you should know my methods and character. Aren’t you afraid that your fifth sister will be toyed with to death if she marries me?”

The two words “to death” were like a sword, drawn out of its sheath.

Nicholas Thompson’s pupils contracted, but quickly returned to normal.

“I’m not afraid. If she marries you, I will protect her. I won’t let anything happen to her.”

“How about it, Jeremy Norman, would you like to consider cooperating with me?”

Jeremy Norman waved his hand dismissively, indifferent: “I have no interest in her. In terms of marriage alliances, the Norman family can partner with more prominent families. There’s no need to be connected to an adopted daughter.”

“Other than Ivy Thompson, I don’t care about any other woman in your family.”

“Ivy is already with Michael Gallagher, you can’t interfere. Why force it?” Nicholas Thompson was not annoyed, “And donx92t you think it’s strange? Your company hadnx92t had any issues for many years, so why did it suddenly happen recently?”

Jeremy Norman squinted his eyes: “What do you mean?”

“These hands meddling in the lawsuit came from the Jenkins family. It’s either Jerry Jenkins, or it’s Michael Gallagher. Jeremy Norman, you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have. In less than two days, your family will receive various legal letters. Are you sure you can handle everyone who has a grudge against you over these years?”

A hint of a smile appeared on Nicholas Thompson’s lips, his handsome and sunny face was somewhat dazzling.

“If you regret and need help, you can find me anytime. Anyway, since Ivy is not with you, isn’t it the same if you are with someone else?”

This harsh sentence immediately made Jeremy Norman’s handsome and gentle face turn cold.

He thought Nicholas Thompson was just a simple lawyer, even a brainless lawyer. He didn’t expect that he knew everything and was making methodical attacks.

But just as Nicholas Thompson said, his family was actually trapped in a dead-end situation.

Either move forward, or retreat.

Jenkins family, could it really be Michael Gallagher?

…

In a mansion in Capital City, in the kitchen.

There was thick smoke everywhere.

Michael Gallagher covered his mouth and nose and came out of the house.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

He came out, holding a dish of black-colored cuisine, covered in soot.

Molly Walker sat at the dining table. Seeing him this way, a bewildered expression crossed her face.

“Let me do it….”

Ever since Michael Gallagher mentioned he would cook for her himself, she had a bad feeling about it.

Now, even though Michael Gallagher was no longer scared of fire, she felt incredulous that he nearly burned down the kitchen attempting to cook.

“It’s ready. Come on, take a quick taste.” Michael Gallagher quickly closed the kitchen door, holding the plate up to her like a treasured offering, “I… it’s my first time cooking, so I’m not very experienced…”

He abruptly stopped speaking.

Molly looked at the charred steak in front of her, didn’t think twice, picked up a piece with her fork, and put it in her mouth. Before Michael Gallagher had a chance to stop her, she was already chewing.

Seeing her trustingly eating the food, Michael Gallagher’s usually cold face seemed to have melted a little.

“So… how is it? Is it not tasty?” Michael’s Gallagher was somewhat nervous.

From what he had read online, one of the key things that won points in romance for a man was the ability to cook.

He used to be afraid of fire, and there were always professional chefs at home, so he’d never needed to cook before.

But this meal today was a complete loss of face for him.

“It’s pretty good.” Molly smiled, getting ready to take another piece, but Michael Gallagher quickly moved the plate away.

“Don’t flatter me, I’ve tasted it myself….”

Michael Gallagher sighed, a vague sense of defeat on his handsome face.

He’d never pursued a girl before.

He’d checked Molly’s entire relationship history during her school years. Besides being ostracized in junior high school due to her family situation, when she reached high school, she seemed like a different person. The little girl suddenly grew up and men were lining up to pursue her.

She’d seen all sorts of people.

Especially in “W”, where there were so many outstanding men.

Although he didn’t show it on the surface, deep down he felt a strong sense of crisis and an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

Molly lifted her eyebrow, without hesitation she grabbed his wrist, forked another piece, and swiftly put it in her mouth.

“If I say it’s delicious, then it’s delicious. Being cooked by our Mr. Gallagher, how can it not be tasty? At most…” Molly flashed a playful smile, “there’s a bit of less oil, a bit more salt, a bit less black pepper, and a bit more sugar…”

Hearing her words, subtle ripples appeared on Michael Gallagher’s composed face.

He attentively listened to her words.

Seeing him like this, Molly burst into laughter: “Actually, it’s okay if you can’t cook, I can.”

“In the past, you always cooked for me. From now on, I want to cook for you too.” Michael Gallagher wiped a bit of soot from the corner of her lips, a dark color rolling in the depths of his eyes, “Some memories, we need to experience together, as for the days to come, I hope that every day, every hour, every minute, it’s related to you.”

“Alright.” Molly’s eyes grew a little heated, she broke into a smile, and without hesitation, she rushed into his arms.

She had responsibilities. In the three years of their marriage, every step was measured.

This kind of scene, she had imagined countless times, but only in dreams.

How could she just want a hug, and then get one like this…

Being embraced by her, Michael Gallagher’s body went rigid, he was somewhat flustered, not knowing where to put his hands.

In the end, he gently placed them on the back of her head, giving her a pat.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Sorry, I am interrupting!”

Jeremy Norman’s voice rang out, at an inopportune time.

Molly was taken aback, quickly straightened up, and looked at the surveillance feed next to her.

The surveillance was directed toward the outside, Jeremy Norman was standing outside, sizing up the villa.

The address was given to him by Nicholas Thompson.