Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 380

“You’re a bit green, seems like your hubby hasn’t taught you much.”

His excitement was palpable, his voice a little gravelly.

Maja was in a whirlwind of thoughts, too scared to even utter a word.

She was a bundle of nerves, half expecting someone to barge in at any moment, then freaking out when she thought someone might spot them from the building across.

In the end, his intense actions caused her to faint.

At 5 am, lan Raymond finally put his suit on her and carried her to his car.

If anyone had ever told him that he would end up getting frisky with a woman in his office, he would have called them crazy.

He was a workaholic and to him, his office was his sanctuary.

But there he was, spending the night with the woman in his arms in that very place.

He’d found out that he somehow liked the feeling.

Maja was so pooped she couldn’t even lift a finger. Ian tucked her into bed, intending to help her bathe, but her phone rang.

He frowned, seeing an unfamiliar number, and picked it up. A male voice came through.

“I’m Knox, I have your husband, Nathan. If you don’t respond to me, I’ll make things difficult for him, believe it or not!” The next second, lan’s face darkened. He hung up and looked at the woman on the bed who was too tired to speak. He chuckled, a cold glint in his eyes.

her husband, no wonder she changed her mind so quickly.

He held Maja tightly, and started

awake, her voice hoarse,

“Mr. Raymond.”

really exhausted and wished he

lan just held her

without even sparing a glance at the ragdoll–like woman on the bed, he

in those last two hours, deliberately wearing her down, leaving marks

up, her whole body ached.

but the movement caused severe pain in her waist

no one in

a mess, not cleaned

if she was just a toy

tightly, she took a deep breath and angrily pulled the

something and let out

bed, but the pain made her grimace and she had to support herself on the

were trembling slightly, she glanced at the clothes on the floor, they were

go to the bathroom, when she saw the marks on her neck,

any longer and quickly took

she had no clothes.

text Carol Miller, afraid that her condition might cause trouble for lan.

no washing away those marks, and as the warm water ran from her head, all she could think of was the intensity

a wolf, pouncing on its