My CEO Ex-husband
Chapter 12 Honey, You'd Better Choose

"Ha ha! Dear! You'd better choose! I seldom watch TV. I don't know what is good now. What do you usually like to watch? " Josef smiled and returned the remoter to Myra. It was really hard for Josef. How could he have time to watch TV?

So in the end, the decision was handed over to Myra.

"Hey, bro! Can you please help me longer? It's a waste of my time." The remoter complained in an aggrieved tone.

"What I like to watch? You may not like what I like! Do you watch cartoons?" Myra said that on purpose.

'Humph! I didn't believe that I couldn't scare you away. Watch domestic cartoons with me. How long could you bear?' Myra thought happily.

"Well, what kind of play is it? It's funny, isn't it? You look so happy. Let's start! "We didn't know whether Josef said it on purpose or not.

He must say it on purpose! At this moment, Myra didn't know how to answer. Could she say that it was a domestic cartoon for children? That would be self defeating, wouldn't it?

"I think it's better to watch Happy Camp! It is a very good show. Several big stars are coming today."

It seemed that aged ginger was more pungent! How could a nobody like Myra defeat Josef?

Finally, Myra chose the latest episode of Happy Camp and began to watch it carefully.

She really ignored Josef beside her and didn't want to talk to him anymore. She thought that she could finally get rid of Josef. "Honey! That's... That's... She looks so familiar, but I can't remember who she is. Do you know her name?" Josef was not stupid, he continued to ask.

"What's her name? There are so many stars. Who can remember all their names?" 'Of course I knew!

But why should I tell you? Humph! I couldn't even watch TV peacefully. You were really annoying.'

Myra thought, but said nicely.

"Ha ha! Dear! Don't you know? Don't you often watch this kind of show?" Josef just said with a smile. Obviously, he didn't believe Myra's answer.

"I also watch other shows. So it's normal that I can't remember all of them." Myra answered unhappily.

During the whole time of watching TV, Josef kept talking to Myra, "Oh, that's funny. Ha-ha! And why is he so stupid? How could he guess wrong? Stupid. "

Hearing this, Myra could only giggle with him. But in her heart, Myra thought, 'Could you stay away from me? I just wanted to watch TV! Whoop! God, you were so unfair! When could you be partial to me?'

Just more than 40 minutes later. "Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong!" The doorbell rang.

Mrs. Liu hurried to open the door, but Josef didn't intend to leave at all.

"Well, don't you get up and see who it is? How about I go upstairs and have a rest? " Myra was about to get up.

"It's okay. It is Patrick." Josef said calmly.

"Boss! Boss! Where did you get hurt? Let me have a look. " Myra only heard a voice and a handsome man who looked a little familiar ran in from the door.

In no time, the handsome man jumped in front of Josef. Then he was about to unbutton Josef's clothes for inspection.

"Patrick, what are you doing?" Josef scolded angrily.

"Boss, I need to check the wound!" The handsome man said with grievance.

Myra was stunned. Ha-ha! She finally remembered where she had met this handsome man. It turned out that he had also attended her wedding.

"Damn it! Who told you that I was injured? What a lunatic! " Josef was so angry that he cursed again.

It sounded strange to Myra. It turned out that Josef could also say something rude. She really knew little about him.

"Boss, didn't you say that someone was injured? I ran through several red lights in a row and came here as soon as possible. " Patrick really wanted to cry.

"It's too late. It's too unreliable to wait for you to save life. Did I say that I got hurt myself? Are you an idiot?" Josef said viciously.

"If it is not you... Then who is it? "Asked Patrick in a low voice.

"Hmm. Help me check whether the wound on Myra's forehead is serious or not. Will there be scars?" Josef said to Patrick in a different tone.

"Oh, my sister-in-law! Ha-ha! Hello, sister-in-law. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to greet my sister-in-law. "Patrick said shyly.

"Ha ha! Nothing. You were care about Josef. How can I blame you?" Myra stood up and answered with a smile. Patrick's cheerful personality also affected Myra's mood. "Let Patrick have a look first!" Josef said to Myra. "Yes! Sister in law, sit down first. Let me check it for you! " Being glared at by Josef, Patrick hurried to get down to business.

He slowly checked the wound on Myra's forehead.

"Don't worry. It will be fine in a few days. Don't worry! There will be no scars. I'll give you some medicine that can cure your wounds quickly." Said Patrick.

"Thank you, Patrick." Said Myra.

"Really? Oh, by the way, can you also check her hand? She fell and broke her hand yesterday." Said Josef.

"Of course there won't be any scars left. I'm telling the truth. Sister in law, let me check your hand!" Patrick said proudly.

Hearing this, Myra smiled and reached out her hand.

'Why was this woman smiling so happily at Patrick? I was your husband. But you were not so happy with me.' Josef thought bitterly.

"Sister in law, it's not a big deal. It's just a little bruise. It will be okay to take the medicine for two days." Said Patrick. "Thank you so much for coming here." Myra said politely.

"Ha ha! You're welcome. "Patrick said with a smile.

Looking at the flirtation between Myra and Patrick, Josef was very angry.

"Since there is nothing else, you can leave." Said Josef sourly.

'Huh? That was unfair. You used me and drove me away. Whoop! There was just a small wound on her forehead. It was even a waste of time to go to a pharmacy. Why did you ask me to come here? And I risked my life to come here. It was nothing to run through a few red lights. You should at least thank me. What a waste of my kindness and good medicine!' Patrick thought indignantly. But he didn't have the guts to say that to Josef.

"Patrick, sit down and have a cup of tea if you are not busy! You can leave after lunch! It's not easy for you to come all the way here." Myra said quickly.

She didn't have any other thoughts. She just thought that Patrick was a good talker. Now she still had a knot in her heart with Josef. It would be awkward for her to stay with Josef all day long. 'What did she mean? Didn't you understand that I was driving him away?' Josef thought and didn't look well.

'Oh my God! There was something wrong with Josef's expression! I'd better get out of here as soon as possible. ' Patrick thought.

"Thank you for your kindness. I have something else to do. Maybe next time! Boss! I will leave. Bye! " Patrick said to Myra.

After saying goodbye to Josef, he left the medicine and left the room in a hurry.

'It's better to know little about Josef. The way he looked at me just now. Was he jealous of me? 'Thinking of this, Patrick felt happy secretly.

After all, Josef was the boss. Patrick didn't even dare to make fun of him this time. He thought it was a pity.

"This is the medicine left by Patrick, honey! Let's go upstairs and I'll rub it for you. It's not good to get inflamed tomorrow." Josef said with concern.

"No, thanks. I can rub it myself. You'd better watch TV here!" Myra refused and left.

"Honey! Haven't you forgiven me yet? " As Josef spoke, he stood up and followed Myra.

"Haven't I told you? It is all over. There isn't anything about forgiveness." Myra answered unwillingly.

"Is that so? Why do I feel that you still hate me? You even want to distance yourself from me, don't you? Do you really hate me so much now? Don't you want to see me?" Said Josef sadly. "I... I didn't... I didn't mean that. You think too much!" Myra answered after a pause. "Okay, I'll go upstairs with you to rub the medicine, okay? The wound is more important." Josef said seriously.

Hearing his sad tone, Myra softened again. How could she not forgive him? Her heart was still with him. Myra decided to follow her heart!

It was true that she was moved to see Josef carefully rub the medicine on her wound.

'Josef, What should I do with you? I said I would hate you, but my heart was sank in your tenderness again. 'Thinking of this, Myra was in a paradoxical mood.

"What's wrong? Dear! Does it hurt?" Seeing that Myra didn't say anything, Josef asked with concern.

"Nothing. It doesn't hurt." Myra answered.

"Really? You must tell me if it hurts, okay? Honey!" Josef asked again. 000000☐☐☐☐☐