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”

could retort, lan had already hung up He looked at Maja with frustration, and she could probably guess that she

fret Maybe Mr. Raymond has another preferred plan. After all the villa is for his favorite person,

composure, Business also requires the night timing and connections. Perhaps I just don’t have

doesn’t need you, could you design those properties for

her hand, Aright,

a smike, “Sorry, I have to head back tonight.

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

and Maxwell were left. This was Maxwells second round of drinks for the night, he was slightly drunk and dropped his guard. Let me call you

for her; it was only right to show her appreciation. Besides, she loved working

burden, Maxwell’s drunkenness hit him in full

been married for a year

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

and mumbling a few words.

not what you

have a

in his dreams. Maja was struggling to support him while maintaining a

elevator doors

him back, and a slender hand stretched out from inside the elevator b stop thechsing

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

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