Glamorous After Divorce: The CEO's Ex-Wife Is A Famous Designer

Samuel shuddered when he saw Catherine from afar. Her figure and her walking style were just like Nicole Bush's! He could not help but walk towards her and deliberately approach her.

Jacob was stupefied as he had not seen him taking the initiative to approach any woman before. Especially after his wife's accident five years ago, he had become more like an iceberg that forced people back whenever they saw him.

It was the first time he had seen such an action.

He inevitably glanced at Nicole and was instantly amazed by her. Her features were perfect as if an artist had carved her out in the right place and proportion.

Samuel was astonished, too, but he immediately regained his mind and wrinkled his eyebrows. He backed up subconsciously and said coldly, "Watch where you're going."

Nicole secretly sneered. Her looks were already wholly different from before. She still remembered the excruciating pain when the fire burnt her skin, and she also remembered the agony she had endured for nine months to keep the child in her womb. She then underwent plastic surgery after giving birth to the child.

She would always wake up from nightmares every midnight and cry until the tears drenched her pillow. Now that the culprit was right in front of her, she could not help but clench her fists and was so eager to tear his face and scoop his heart out to see what it was. She even wanted to ask him whether he even had a heart.

She was holding the lollipop that Lucas had not yet finished, and the moment she came in contact with Samuel, the lollipop touched his suit. She then smiled. "I'm sorry. I really didn't see you just now. Your suit has gone dirty. Shall I buy you a new one? Could you give me your number? I'll ask someone to give it to you after I buy a new one for you ." Her voice was coarse and deep.

Samuel's face was dismayed for a split second.

It's not her! Not only did she have different looks, but her voice, too. He still remembered that Nicole's voice was as listenable as an oriole, yet although the woman before him was pretty, her voice was deep and coarse. Maybe her voice was attractive to others, yet it did not spark his interest at all.

His expression went cold once more. "There's no need for the trouble; it's just a suit."

He immediately took off his blazer and tossed it into a garbage bin near Nicole, like throwing egregious garbage.

The corner of Nicole's lips was slightly curved.

Maybe to Samuel's eyes, she appeared to be a woman who had had her eyes on him and therefore wanted to hit on him and get his contact details. She let out a grim smile as she watched his back. She wondered what expression he would have when he knew she was the designer he was going to welcome.

Samuel felt inexplicably angry and did not know what he was angry about. That woman was not Nicole, but why did he think she was familiar?

No! It's not her!

If Nicole knew he had taken the initiative to approach her, she would be on cloud nine. He knew Nicole's feelings towards him. but there was not a single fluctuation in emotion from the woman's eyes just now. Wait. That woman's eyes looked so much like Nicole's!

Samuel jolted to a halt, and Jacob accidentally bumped into him from behind. "I'm sorry, Mr.

Green."

Jacob touched his nose due to pain and backed up. He then realized Samuel's eyes were following Nicole. Nicole went straight to the washroom after a short contact with Samuel squinted once again, and the way she walked made him squint again.

"Mr. Green, are you interested in that woman?"

Samuel shot Jacob a glare, and Jacob quickly shut his mouth.

"I'll go to the washroom for a while."

Samuel did not know what had happened to him.

He was frustrated. He turned around and headed to the washroom quickly. Jacob had not seen him behaving in such a way. Not daring to follow him, he waited outside.

Upon entering the washroom, Samuel twisted the water tap open and splashed his face with the water, trying to calm himself down. Suddenly, he sensed someone tugging his shirt.

He frowned and looked around. A little boy aged around four or five was looking up at him, his hand pulling the lower corner of his shirt, and he seemed to have something to speak.

"Let go!"

Samuel pulled a long face, and his aura allowed him to chase normal people a few miles away.

Yet the little boy did not seem affected and remained there. His eyes looked familiar to Samuel. It was as if he had seen them before.

"Mister, could you give me some help?" Lucas stared straight at Samuel. His innocent and eager look suddenly melted his heart.

"Where are your parents?"

"My mom can't enter the men's toilet!" Lucas pouted, and his face showed a slight embarrassment.

Looking at the little fellow before him, Samuel sighed and asked, "What do you want me to help you with?"

"The zip of my pants got stuck, and it's urgent right now. Mister, could you help me pull the zip open?" Lucas's legs rubbed each other as he spoke, as if he could not endure it anymore.

Samuel let out a soft sigh and squatted down.

The kid had delicate features and was considered nice-looking. Based on his usual behavior, he would not waste his time doing such a thing. Yet, at this moment, he felt he was no longer himself.

"How old are you? Why does your mom let you wear this kind of pants?" He frowned when he saw the zip of his pants was stuck.

Lucas said with a low voice, "I'm already a big boy! I'm four years old!"

"So a big boy like you can't solve the zip problem yourself?" Samuel did not converse that much with anyone during normal days, yet he did not know what went wrong with him. He felt that the kid before him made him comfortable, and he was willing to talk to him more.

Lucas's expression changed quickly, so quickly that Samuel did not notice.

"It's all done."

The moment Samuel fixed the zip, Lucas yelled, "Oh! Mister, I can't hold it anymore!"

"What?" As Samuel just finished asking, something warm with an odd odor was splashed on his face.

"I didn't mean it! Sorry!" Lucas quickly apologized. He darted like a loach into one of the cubicles and closed the door. Samuel then realized what was splashed on his face.

Damn! He was the president of the Green Group, but now he got peed by a boy on the face? His anger surged. "Come out, you little bastard!" He had not gone that mad for many years.

Lucas hid inside the cubicle and smiled in victory.

Yet he sounded like he was going to cry, "I'm sorry, Mister. I really can't hold it any longer. Wait a minute. Please wait here, and I'll ask my mom to compensate you. Or you may pee back at me in return. Is that okay?"

His words nearly suffocated Samuel. Peeing at a child as the president of a company? How ridiculous was that? Samuel felt he could not vent his anger, and the urine on his face made him more uncomfortable.

He quickly washed his face with clean water, but the discomfort disappeared. He had repeatedly rubbed his face with the hand wash three to four times but still doubted the odor had disappeared entirely.

Paying attention to the commotion outside, a smile broke upon Lucas's lips. 'That's what happened to you when you bullied Mommy and abandoned us! I'll teach you a small lesson today as I have been interested all these years. We'll slowly deal with you regarding the debts you owe us in the future'

An excited, victorious look flashed across his face, but he still mourned, "Mister, please don't beat me. Just pretend your son has peed you. I didn't do that intentionally; please don't tell my mom. She'll beat me to death!"

He then pretended to sob after finishing. Samuel stopped whatever he was doing.

His son? If Nicole had not died back then, would their son be of his age now? He stared at his reflection in the mirror. He had not looked that pathetic before. His hair was drenched, and his hair was clinging to his forehead. His eyes, with dark circles, were filled with rage.

Eyes? He then realized the kid just now had the same eyes as his. It was no wonder he would feel familiar towards the boy; it was actually because of his eyes. Not many people in the city had the same eyes as him, and it could be because of this he had extra patience towards the kid. He sighed coldly, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, including your mom, you hear me? And don't say you know me when we meet again in the future."

"Okay, I get it! I promise I won't say it!" Lucas quickly spoke. He was so obedient that Samuel could not criticize him any longer. He was destined to swallow his grievance today.

He glanced at the cubicle gloomily again and left the washroom in annoyance.

"What happened to you, Mr. Green?" The exclamation of the assistant was heard from the outside, yet Samuel left with strides.

Lucas only left the cubicle when no sound was heard outside. Watching from the direction

Samuel left, the corner of his lips curved. He took a mini spy camera out from below the basin and put it inside his pocket. He only left the washroom after washing his hands.

Nicole had long gotten out of the washroom.

Without seeing Lucas anywhere, she began to feel slightly worried. As she was going to check out on him, she saw Samuel getting out of the washroom in exasperation.

His hair was wet as if he had washed it before.

Samuel was a man who paid great attention to his image when in public, and Nicole knew that very well. Seeing him behaving like a drowned mouse, she was slightly startled, but she hid subconsciously at the side to avoid getting his attention.

She had returned and would slowly make him pay for what he had owed them five years ago.

She did not need to rush.

Lucas came out of the washroom angrily after Samuel had left the scene.

"Lucas." Nicole grabbed his arm and examined him from head to toe. She was only relieved when she noticed he was not injured.

Lucas knew what she was worried about but pretended he did not know anything and asked, "What's wrong, Mommy? I was only going to the washroom. Why are you so nervous? Oh yes, the Mr. I met just now was so handsome. What do you think, Mommy?"