Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 519

When the two exhibition organizers laid eyes on Maja, their faces lit up. They hadn’t expected Herbert’s last student to be so young and breathtakingly beautiful.

“Miss Penny, we’d love to display your works at our gallery anytime.”

“Mine too”

Both of them eagerly handed her their business cards, their excitement barely contained.

Maja had always dreamed of opening her own art studio and holding exhibitions once she was finished with all her current affairs. But now, with the Pennyfeather family matters still unresolved, she had to politely decline despite her interest

“Thanks, I hope we can collaborate in the future”

Not to mention, her hand wouldn’t be gripping a paintbrush anytime soon

lan had his eyes fixed on her ever since he spotted the white bandage around her neck. “What happened to your hand?”

Carlene had also injured her hand, but it was only a minor dislocation and would heal with a few days of rest. Maja’s hand, however, was in far worse condition.

attention to Luis, who was oblivious to the

publicly. Herbert has been very protective of this student. If she ever decides to paint again, you guys must help her.” Given Luis’s reputation, the two organizers wouldn’t dare cross Maja, especially with Herbert’s backing.

pissed off an

fans were countless, many of whom were well–known figures. Owning a painting by Herbert, a master of oil painting, was a matter of pride. If they mistreated his student and Herbert stepped in, it would spell big

Mr. Luis. We’ll accommodate

These two ran major galleries that the average Joe couldn’t step foot in. Normally stuck–up, they were now fawning over a designer in front of her. But remembering Maja’s

student? She won’t be able to hold

for alcohol. Just as she was about to take a small sip to show respect, lan took the glass from her.

healing wounds.

a

of Greenfield, when Maja apparently dismissed his gesture. She did not make light of

drink; just a

I’ve recovered, I’ll make it

our gallery, it’ll be

holding Maja’s empty

if he was dense, he knew he was being

watching Maja chat and laugh with the two men. Each time he tried to speak; she would cleverly shift

an hour later, lan was seething and gripping his