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.

lan’s question, Maja turned her attention to Luis, who was oblivious to the

she ever decides to paint again, you guys must help her.” Given Luis’s reputation, the two organizers wouldn’t dare

off an

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

accommodate any

at this. 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 injured hand brought a wicked grin to

Penny was Herbert’s student? She won’t

to toast Maja, but her wounds weren’t healed enough for alcohol. Just as she was about to take a small sip to show respect, lan took

good for healing wounds.

took a new glass from a passing waiter and smiled at them. “Here’s to you.”

Greenfield, when Maja apparently dismissed his

to drink; just a gesture

I’ll make it

Penny. If you visit our gallery, it’ll

holding Maja’s

knew he was being given

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

seething and gripping