Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 46

Her lips were trembling, but she couldn’t manage to utter a complete sentence She shot a pleading look at lan

The man was super chill, his thumb absentmindedly rubbing the surface of his cards it was his turn to speak and he casually tossed some chips into the middle of the table He bet twenty million

This unexpected move drew all eyes to him and indirectly saved Dana

Dana heaved a sigh of relief, her heart pounding Noticing that no one was paying her any attention, she risked shooting Maja a nasty look

Maja’s eyebrows twitched slightly, pretending not to see. Her fingers rested on the two cards in front of her, appearing completely engrossed in the Starting withdan’s bet of twenty million, according to the rules, subsequent bets could only be equal to or greater than this amount The pot was close to two hundred million

The dealer looked a bit excited After the round ended, he finally revealed the three community cards.

Ace of hearts, ten of hearts, and five of diamonds.

The player to Maja’s night had folded. It was her turn to speak.

She leaned back in her chair, not looking at anyone. She picked up forty million worth of chips in front of her and doubled the bet. “Forty million

The person who had only dared to lose one million at the beginning was now taking the Initiative to raise it to forty million.

Maja noticed that even lan looked up, his gaze lingering on her for a moment.

But it was just a moment. He then casually averted his gaze.

help wondering what cards she

a strong hand.

glanced at Maja

you even know how to

do you

game.

money. It might be chump change to you guys, but for me, I’d have to work a lifetime to earn this much.” After all, it

eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of caution grew In

to bet one million was now confidently wagering forty million. What the hell was she

of the cards in his hand, he

his handsome hand nonchalantly pushing the chips.

“One hundred million.”

would the total pot be by the end of the final round? Everyone was on the edge of their seats; the lively crowd was no

bullets. Under the

Nine of spades.

bet, the minimum bet for this round was

no longer felt like money but

paper.

would fold at this point, but

little uneasy.

an ordinary family

lips pressed together, he couldn’t help but ask cautiously, “What do you have in your

the game are that you can’t reveal

a hundred million. If