Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 7

What are you on about?”

lans tone was icy cold as he leaned back, From now on, stop sticking your nose in my business and introducing me to these women

Ha buddies were all her clients, wasn’the sick of it?

Sure, some people in the circle had peculiar tastes, but he had been abstaining from such allars for years, hokling no interest in the whatsoever Over the years, Ryan seemed to have picked up all sorts of werd habits Itwas about time for him to set

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Cousin, are you really not going to come and meet her? I searched a long time below I thought she might be right for you.”

If lan truly wasn’t interested. Ryan still had a few vacant properties that needed designing. If you don’t want het keep her on my side. I quite fancy het”

For some reason, lan straightened up

Tarrange for you to intern at the Raymond Group better than hanging around with these no good folks all day. Your mam already mentioned this to me. Just show up for work tomorrow morning”

was taken aback, and before he could retort, lan had already hung up He looked at Maja with frustration, and she could probably guess that she had been rejected

all the villa is for his favorite person, its only

also requires the night timing and connections. Perhaps I just don’t have that

him in person later if he really doesn’t need

and extended her hand, Aright, thanks

apologized with a smike, “Sorry, I have to head back tonight. Leave me your numbet and liget in touch another day.

hesitation, Maja handed over her number. After Ryan saved it, he rose and left the private

left. This was Maxwells second round of drinks

knew he had pushed himself to this point just to negotiate this deal for her; it was only right to show her appreciation. Besides, she loved working at Maxwells

drunkenness hit him in full force.

didn’t want to take Maxwell home, but he had been married for a year and his wife was very jealous. To

on the other side of the corridor, which was closer to the

and mumbling a few words.

you I’s not what you

have a little privacy?”

to be arguing with his wife even in his dreams. Maja was struggling to support

stumbled as the elevator doors

a slender hand stretched out from inside the elevator

into larf’s face. Her thankyou” got stuck in her

once in three years, was now all she kept bumping into since yesterday? Was this