Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 224

lari didn’t look at the orange. He just felt his heart beating irregularly. He frowned, trying to ignore the feeling

“Just leave if there”

Maja thought lan didn’t like the orange, but he didn’t throw it away due to his good manners. After all, it was a gift from someone, so he kept it

there.

So, she put the orange back where it was and sat back in her seat.

The subtle tension filled the silence like a lingering fragrance.

lan looked down at his documents, but his peripheral vision stayed on the side of his leg. There was a sensation there as if the heat was still lingering

Seeing him engrossed in his documents, Maja dared not disturb him and silently arrived at their destination

Bob stepped out of the car, first thanking lan, then pointed to a villa in the distance.

“That’s where you’ll find who you’re looking for. We can take Mr. Raymond there for a look-see. I’ve done the bit Daly asked me to, now off you go.” Maja turned to thank lan, then Mr. James, before heading toward the villa

But she’d only taken a few steps when she heard lan’s voice:

“If they give you the cold shoulder, drop my name.”

taken aback. Was Mr.

the case, things just got a

across her face,

“Mr. Raymond, cheers.”

was blazing, glaring off her and making

chat

the villa

European style, even with the door half open, you could see the garden

sure had good taste.

When he saw her, a hint of confusion flashed in his

I help

I heard he’s home

few seconds

I’ll put in a word for you. Let’s see if he’ll see you.” Maja was attractive and charming, so the

blending the usual European elements with unique touches. Being the only student of the famous painter Herbert, Maja had a bit of insight into

saw a painting in the middle, a work by Herbert

a replica, as the original had become a national treasure and was in the museum, unattainable no matter

painting world made this replica highly

the money was ultimately donated by Herbert to a certain

recreated this one painting, and it was a surprise

looked up and saw a man in his fifties sitting in

expect you to be a fan of Herbert’s work.”

Mystical Landscapes. How did this young girl recognize it as Herbert’s work