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

wants to divorce me, but it’s clear as day you’re stirring the pot, you home-wrecker! Your own house is a mess

water and tossed it at

and Leo just kept his mouth shut. But

she had done, she had not received a word of thanks. She

knew they had gone too far and wanted to go after Maja, but Olivia’s threat

to scare everyone into staying

her purse tightly. She was hard-pressed to convey her sense of injustice. She felt

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, carefully climbing

grave, she seemed to find some solace. She bowed her head

maybe because she was already cold inside, she didn’t notice

been gone, but since Cristina married her father, she was the

mother’s grave.

cried, but now her coat was soaked through, and

understand why I always mess things up. I feel like

say I’m

I really miss you…

grave, silently crying, and speaking her

was with her and she couldn’t say much. This time, she was like a vulnerable child, pouring her heart out to the one she

woods was strong, and the rain was getting