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?

she didn’t dare to voice it out loud. She felt bitter, realizing that she would struggle to stay afloat

her eyes, Kim made a firm decision. “Fine, we’ll compete. But you have

frowned, questioning why she

as bringing a colleague along to learn something. I won’t be a third wheel. Are you afraid that lan will get to know my design philosophy and fall

physique, and aura were irresistible to the opposite sex. What was she doing

easy for him to fall in love with someone else. Even Maja, his wife in name only, hadn’t seen him once in the three years they were married. How could Kim believe that one look from lan would be

argue with Kim any further and

Maja as she calmly picked up the documents on her desk, nodded at Maxwell, and left. Maja was only working part–time

other ways to get close to lan. Sitting next

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