Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 241

Leo was clearly struggling to wrap his head around this.

Olivia snickered with a mocking grin.

“Forgot already, did ya? You got hammered the night you came home, and we, well, had sex. If I’m carrying a boy, your family’s in for a world of hurt.”

Leo did remember that night, and now he was in a real pickle. If he divorced Olivia, the chances of him finding a wife again were slim to none, let alone someone willing to bear his children. He could very well end up childless. Now that Olivia was knocked up, at least his parents would have

grandchild to comfort them.

Maja was fuming seeing the three of them humming and hawing.

“Are you really okay with her sticking around?”

Truth be told, Leo had already busted Olivia with a side piece. Who knew if the baby she was carrying was even his.

Although Leo himself was no saint, with the house about to be bulldozed and 50 grand in his pocket, the future looked pretty cushy for them. If they let Olivia cause trouble at home, that money would just go down the drain. Neither Susan nor Daly dared to meet Maja’s eyes, she knew what they had decided.

Just then, Olivia started to lay into Maja, pointing her finger at her and cursing

don’t know why this good-for-nothing suddenly wants to divorce me, but it’s clear as day you’re stirring the pot, you home-wrecker! Your own house is a mess and yet you stick your

glass of water and

just kept his mouth shut. But Maja didn’t lose her temper. She simply grabbed her bag and said calmly. “Sorry for

she had done, she had not received a

they had gone too far and wanted to go after Maja, but Olivia’s threat stopped her. “If any of

was enough to scare everyone into staying put

purse tightly. She was hard-pressed to convey her sense of injustice. She felt as though she was a

bought a bouquet of flowers, didn’t go back to her hotel, but went straight to her mother’s grave. The cemetery was a two-hour drive away Maja drove there alone, guided by the light of her phone,

She bowed her head and placed

raining outside, and she felt cold. But maybe because she was already cold inside,

remember how long her mother had been gone, but since Cristina married her father, she was the only

mother’s grave.

now her coat was soaked through, and her lips

understand why I always mess things up. I

one would say I’m a child without a mother’s

really miss you…

knelt before the grave, silently crying, and

This time, she was like a vulnerable child, pouring her heart out to the one she

strong,