Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 144

Carol quickly shot back a response

[They just broke up, and his boss suddenly needed him for something, you know, he’s juggling a ton of jobs every day.]

Although Carol is seriously loaded, Felix is as poor as a church mouse. But he’s young, good looking, and willing to slog

Those were all the good points Maja heard from Carol about him.

Since his student days, Felix has been working four jobs a day, all to pay for his tuition and living expenses

Meanwhile, Carol comes from a family that owns the biggest diamond business in the country She’s never had to worry about money in her life.

At first Maja was struck dumb. She couldn’t figure out why Carol would be with Felix.

Only recently did Carol spill the beans that when she started dating Felix, she didn’t tell him she was a rich girl.

To better fit into Felix’s life, she even pretended to be broke and said she was waiting tables.

Felix bought it, and it quickly became an item

To make her lie more convincing. Carol even rented a small apartment.

her own words, the apartment was smaller than her family’s

it was clear to her

women now, and they

spaced far apart from each other for privacy.

of sight, then saw one of them knock on a door.

taller girl stood by the door, which soon swung

“Happy birthday”

came out was

Felix’s neck, her

a hard man to get a hold of. If it weren’t my birthday today, you wouldn’t even bother to come out, would

avoiding her

twenty, and was seriously good–looking, the type of guy that would be a total chick magnet on campus. Youthful and sunny, his smile was pure gold.

witnessing this scene; she quickly

a picture, not to rub it in Carol’s face, but as evidence for when Felix inevitably lied later.

thermos and went to

far

door opened, and lan had just come out of the shower, wearing pajamas. Water droplets were still falling

only accentuated lan’s appeal.

very well that lan had an amazing physique. She always wanted to draw him, so she was taken aback when she saw him like

droplet slid from lan’s hair, rolled down his chest,

he saw Maja, he remembered the soup.

“Mr. Raymond.”