Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 19

The room fallinto a peaceful sance with not even a pin dop to be heard lan began to question his sanity once more Did she mistake him for her husband?

The chandelier above cast a soft glow on her face as she continued, “Regarding that night I can’t recall much, and I believe you probably don’t either. Mt Raymond. I apologize for mistaking you for my husband.”

We re all adults here, and that night was Cristina Perkins‘ doing It’s not his fault, and he shouldn’t bear any responsibilty. The task at hand is the most important thing. There’s no need to dwell on the past

“Mr Raymond, if you are interested in my designs, please feel free to let me know your requments.”

She smoothly redirected the conversation back to work as if that night was a mere blip in the tection

lan remained silent Just moments ago, he accidentally caught sight of the marks beneath her clothing in the bathroom, and it reminded him of how out of control he had been that night.

Her husband hadn’t sought a divorce when she returned to such a state Was it because he didn’t care, or were there issues in the marriage?

He reclined in his seat quickly regaining his composure.

“I should apologize if that night caused any problems between you and your husband.”

could finch, Maja

in the eye her gaze serious “My relationship with my husband kumains unchanged. We were strangers before,

a mocking glint flashed in his eyes upon hearing her words. The same as always? No man, no matter how deeply he loves a

doman

if it succeeded. What was

for Greenfield Gardens, Miss Penny… as compensation for His gaze lingered on her lips,

with a slight upward curve in the center. When pursed, a small mole

excitement flickered in Majas eyes. She had yet

won’t disappoint you, Mr. Raymond. Feel free to reach out to me anytime if you have any ideas” She seemed calm by his deliberate mention of compensation.” Ian furrowed his brow, a suppressed emotion wel Half an hour ago, she had been intimate with him, yet now, in sobnety, she tumed as

gup within him!

life, lan realized he wasn’t liked. It didn’t sit well with him. He went to the door and heard her say, “Mr. Raymond, what about It’s on me.”

with a cold tone, slamming the door behind

knees, her forehead damp with sweat. She returned to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her

it for this

hadn’t entirely subsided, and her body still fell feverish. It was as if thousands of ants were crawling Knowing she was in no condition to

settled into

her and she drifted off to sleep, leaning

was almost seven in the moming. She