Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy novel Chapter 2273

Chapter 2273 

“It’s a Wednesday! It’s not like it’s Monday, where everyone would be on their way to work, or a weekend, where the roads will be filled with people out and about, so what’s the congestion for?”

As he said this, he glanced in the rearview mirror at the aggressive-looking man sitting in the backseat. 

“Sir, I’m so sorry. I know you’re in a rush, and I already took a shortcut to get you here, but look at the traffic outside. It’s not that I don’t want to help you…”

Christopher sneered as he stared out the window at the heavy traffic. 

“They’re getting married; of course there would be such a bad jam.”

Then, he handed a crisp dollar bill to the taxi driver and said, “It’s okay. I’ll get off here and make the rest of the way by foot.”

 Then, he opened the door and got out of the car, lugging his backpack with him. The driver rubbed his brows in frustration as he watched the man leave.

‘What a nice man,’ he could not help thinking to himself. 

‘I didn’t manage to send him to his destination on time, yet he still paid me my fare.

Then, out of habit, he glanced in the rearview mirror once more.

There was a phone left in the backseat.

That kind man must have left it behind by accident!

The driver quickly flung the door open and shouted in Christopher’s direction, “Sir! Your phone! You left your phone in the car!”

However, the man continued on his way without even turning back.

The driver let out a sigh as he stared at the man’s retreating figure.

However, at second glance…

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Jim announced, smiling.

 “Perhaps you’re all wondering why despite it being me and Bonnie’s wedding, neither of our family members showed up today for the ceremony. Well, that’s because…”

He let out a chuckle. 

“None of them were supportive of my decision to marry Bonnie. All of them seem to think that because she’s in a coma and may have less than a week to live, it isn’t worth my time marrying her.

“However, to me, this is quite possibly the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.”

 “It doesn’t matter to me what anyone thinks; neither of your disapproval will affect my choice.

“Is that so?” a cold voice rang out from the church entrance. Christopher ambled into the hall, covered in blood. 

“How about mine, then?”