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”

and before he could retort, lan had already hung up He looked at Maja

preferred plan. After all the villa is for

her composure, Business also requires the night timing and connections. Perhaps

later if he really doesn’t need you, could you design

and extended her hand, Aright, thanks for your

apologized with a smike, “Sorry, I have to head

After Ryan saved it, he rose and left the private room.

Maxwell were left. This was Maxwells second round of drinks

to this point just to negotiate this deal for her; it was only right to show her

burden, Maxwell’s drunkenness hit him

take Maxwell home, but he had been married for a year and his wife

and they headed to the elevator on the other side of the corridor, which was closer

was drunk and mumbling a

told you I’s not what you

have a little

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

the elevator doors opened, nearly falling oul

hand stretched out from inside the elevator b stop thechsing doors.

found herself looking straight into larf’s face.

once in three years, was now all she kept bumping into since