Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 484

A meeting that was supposed to last a few hours had been stretched out by another three.

All the top brass in the room could feel it; lan was in a foul mood. His face was an icy mask, which had everyone too scared to say anything unnecessary. lan himself didn’t know why, but a wave of restlessness had suddenly washed over him, leaving him feeling far from his usual cool self,

But he managed to keep a steady demeanor, staring at the PowerPoint presentation. It was quite a while before he finally broke the silence: “End the meeting. Send two people to negotiate with the other company.”

The executives in the room breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat off their foreheads..

lan stood up and strode out of the room, with Jeff following closely behind him.

lan had flown overseas and hadn’t even had time to adjust to the time difference before diving straight into the meeting, which had lasted until now.

But the overseas business was far from over. His eyes betrayed a hint of fatigue as he accepted the mobile phone Jeff handed him.

“Mr. Raymond, do you want to eat something?”

lan shook his head, rubbing his forehead.

“You go rest. When you wake up, prepare the materials needed for tomorrow. We’ll delay our return by a week.”

“Okay.”

After Jeff left, lan took a shower. When he came out, he was drying his hair with a towel while checking his phone.

The inexplicable restlessness still enveloped him. He frowned, put down his phone, and picked up a hairdryer.

But seeing the hairdryer, he couldn’t help but think of that night when Penny had dried his hair for him and how well–behaved she had been at work.

he stopped, put down the hairdryer, and flopped down

wet hair, coupled with a lack of sleep, made him wake up feeling light–headed.

lan’s pale face, he asked

his head. “Let’s

be very busy for him. One meeting after another, he had no time to think about what was

door earlier, but after getting no answer, she decided not to

she opened her eyes, she saw the letter she was still clutching in her hand.

soaked with tears, the

unfolded the letter, smoothed it out, and carefully put it back.

she slowly freshened up. Looking at her pale face in

won’t be

were no

feeling a bit weak after a

teeth and looking in the mirror, tears

swollen, a clear sign of crying.

couldn’t help but cough a few times, swallowing a mouthful of toothpaste foam in the

rinsed her mouth and dry–heaved over the sink for a while before heading downstairs

taken aback when she

Pennyfeather, what

excuse she had

dreamed that my family had passed away.”

in relief and quickly brought out the soup she

recently, so I made some soup. I hope it will help boost your energy. You should go back to Rosewood Manor and rest; you’ve

throat but managed not to cry.

Thank you.

soup, not really in the mood to go to

Coco locked up?”