Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 38

Kim suddenly found herself getting cold feet. Although she had thrown down the gauntlet, she didn’t actually want to pick it up. She turned to the others in the studio, hoping for support, but they all avoided her gaze, clearly unwilling to get involved in the conflict, Kim felt embarrassed and furious. Weren’t these people constantly complaining about Maja? Why were they backing down now when it mattered?

A part of Kim’s anger was directed at herself. She knew she couldn’t measure up to Maja’s talent, so why did she stick her neck out in the first place? She clenched her hand tightly, almost digging her nails into her palm

“This isn’t fair, Maja lan is into you right now, and he must have revealed his design preferences to you! We’re in the dark, how can we compete with you?” Kim tried to find an excuse for herself, believing that even if she lost, it was because Maja had an advantage from the start.

But Maja blushed it off, her tone light. “If you don’t want to compete, then don’t. There’s no need to make such a fuss about it.”

Maja remained calm and composed throughout the exchange, a stark contrast to Kim’s Indignation. Kim felt humiliated as if she had been slapped in the face. Why was Maja always so cold toward her? Why did she always put her on the spot?

needed help understanding lan’s taste. Why would he prefer Maja’s designs? Resentment brewed within her, but she didn’t dare to voice it out loud. She felt bitter, realizing that she would struggle to stay afloat in the studio if she didn’t participate in the

we’ll compete.

frowned, questioning why she should bring

colleague along to

red with determination. Ian’s looks, physique, and aura were irresistible to the opposite sex. What was she doing in this tiny studio if she could

else. Even Maja, his wife in name only, hadn’t seen him once in the three years they were married. How could Kim

with Kim any further and frowned. “Why should I do

glared at Maja as she calmly picked up the documents on her desk, nodded at Maxwell, and left.

Maja’s hands. There had to be other ways to get close to lan. Sitting next to Kim, Maxwell rubbed his temples to ease the tension. “Kim, lan is already married. It just hasn’t been reported

believe what she was hearing. “Impossible!” she instinctively retorted, but Maxwell’s tone left no