The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 483 - 471

Ethan paused briefly and his playful smile turned stiff, but he admitted openly, "You’re really smart. I indeed like your sister so I don’t want to fall out with you or else I would have a thin chance of meeting her again."

"I know you are a hopeless romantic like Ace who can betray your friends for the sake of a woman. If Ace knows about this, I bet he will want to kill you."

Quinton smiled cryptically and continued. "Anyway, he might not be in the mood to care about this now, so it might be the best time for you to pursue my sister."

"What happened to Ace... I mean, that scum... Isn’t he enjoying his life now with a beautiful woman in his arms? How can he be in a bad mood?"

"Why are you so concerned about him now that you have betrayed him?"

"No, I’m just curious about whether karma will find the bad guys."

"Rest assured, it will."

Looking at Quinton’s triumphant expression, Ethan knew that Ace must be in some kind of trouble. Before he could ask about it, Joanna pushed open the door and walked into the kitchen.

"Ethan, come out. I need to talk to you for a second."

"Me?" Ethan felt a bit surprised and nervous when he looked at the domineering woman.

"Yeah, you. Come with me." Joanna waved at the man and went out without leaving him a chance to refuse. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Um, Brother, I..." Ethan turned to Quinton to ask for permission.

"Just go. You won’t be able to get her anyway," said Quinton dismissively as he waved his hand.

As far as he was concerned, all the men in the world, except Ace, had no ability to move her sister’s heart, so it was totally unnecessary to guard her from other men. They were just wasting their efforts.

On the contrary, he could make use of them.

Ethan was Ace’s best friend, so no one knew Ace’s weaknesses better than him.

Joanna and Ethan arrived at a quiet and dark corner of the backyard of Pierce Pawnshop. No one would come here unless he was being punished.

"There’s no one here, so why don’t you tell me what it is you want?" Joanna asked Ethan, her arms crossed over her chest.

"What? Damn, you and your brother are truly biological siblings, you both are so vigorous," mocked Ethan, smiling.

"Stop changing the subject. What do you think I’m asking you? I’m asking about you and my bestie!"

"Oh, her..." Ethan’s playful smile faded and he said nonchalantly, "Nothing. I was just messing around with her like friends do."

"Friends?" Joanna exploded and punched him. "Do you think you’re a school kid? Messing around with a friend? Tell me now: do you like her?"

"Yes, I do. I like her, I like you, and I like every beautiful woman in this world. I like to joke with them, what’s wrong with that?"

"Bah, you really are the king of playboys and jerks. So, what you’re saying is that you don’t really like Clara, and you’re just messing around with her out of habit?" Joanna questioned sharply. She had to confirm Ethan’s feelings for Clara before she could help Clara make her choice.

"I don’t want to answer this." There was a subtle uneasiness under Ethan’s nonchalance. He looked at Joanna indifferently and said, "You’re not my girlfriend, so I’m not obligated to tell you about my feelings."

"Don’t try to evade this with your playfulness, Ethan. Answer my question if you’re a man. I know you’re not a real playboy, you’re just disguising yourself." Joanna had hit the nail on the head. She still remembered that he nearly died in the fire to save her. No matter how vile he pretended to be, he could not hide his true self as a brave and responsible man.

"What does it have to do with you? Your righteous indignation may make me misunderstand you."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"What do you think?"

Still behaving casually, Ethan advanced slowly toward Joanna, then tilted up her chin and smiled slyly. "A man might misunderstand that a woman likes him if she cares too much about him... I had feelings for you once, you know. Now that you’re single again, my feelings for you might be easily rekindled!"

"You... you’re crazy!" His words gave Joanna goosebumps and she pushed him away hard. ’Damn it, it’s just like what Clara told me. He is just a playboy who likes to flirt – his mind cannot be read.’

"I’m warning you – I don’t care about your reasons, but if you really have feelings for Clara, you’d better confess to her as soon as possible. She might look like a carefree person, but she is very sensitive inside. Her previous relationship was traumatic, so she can’t afford to be hurt again. If you have no feelings for her, stop flirting with her. She will take it seriously and it will hurt her later on!" Joanna warned Ethan seriously.

His eyes darkened and he asked, "What happened to her previous relationship? Tell me about it."

"Why are you curious about it?" Joanna smiled thoughtfully. "When a man cares a lot about a woman, doesn’t it mean that he has feelings for her?"

Ethan did not admit or deny it, and continued, "Was her ex a jerk? What did he do to her?"

"Um, how should I put it? He is a highly-educated elite, very gentlemanly and elegant, and very smart. Clara liked him a lot..."

"Hah, an elegant and smart elite..." He sounded very disdainful, and even his gaze exuded hostility. He sneered, "So, that’s the kind of guy she likes?"

"Yeah... Come to think of it, I seem to have worried too much..." Joanna pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"What do you mean?"

She said haughtily, "You are not her type at all. If she is not interested in you, she will naturally not be hurt by you."

"Is that so?" A hint of frustration flashed across Ethan’s handsome face, but it was quickly replaced with cynicism.

"I’m sure that’s also what she thinks... Right, dear Clara?" The man asked suddenly with a wry smile.

The man’s gaze looked past Joanna at the corner where Clara had been hiding for a while.