Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 572

Maja had been waiting here for two hours, having verbally agreed to Shawn’s request to come to the Star Movie group.

She’d been observing the surrounding actors, but so far, no one had caught her eye. Then she saw Tyler.

Tyler was deep in conversation with the director. When their discussion ended, he walked over to her

“Penny, are you ready to head out?”

Maja nodded, and the two headed towards the exit of the set, stopping in front of Tyler’s car. Tyler asked, “Haven’t heard from lan lately, huh? After all this time with him, did he never tickle your fancy?”

Did he tickle her fancy?

Maja had considered this question initially, but she was clear–headed now.

Perhaps she had been swayed at some point, but that was only because of the thrill he brought.

“I was never into him. I know exactly what’s between me and Mr. Raymond.”

Tyler glanced inside the car and chuckled, “Not even a tiny bit?”

“Tyler, I don’t have a thing for self–torture.

Her voice was indifferent as she glanced at the time on her phone.

“I have something to attend to, so I’ll be going. See ya.”

Tyler nodded, waiting until she was out of sight before the car window slowly went down. lan was sitting inside.

The window had been slightly open, and lan heard everything Maja had said.

Her words were like sharp knives.

had been thrust directly into the depths of his

he should’ve opened the car

into him, why were there so many

always look at him with such

anything; he just kept his head down, looking at some documents, seemingly

stood outside the window with a smile on his

way cooler than other

“Mmm.”

“Not pissed?”

*No need.”

the car where Jeff was driving.

her, just date her properly. Give her decent compensation after the breakup, considering you’re getting a

documents. His face was expressionless at Tyler’s words.

clear to her before that it was just

to admit

leaving, Maja paid a visit to the Pennyfeather family mansion.

saw a basin of

maid saw her and jumped, “Ms.

knew Neil didn’t have much time left, seeing this

fingers rested on the doorknob. After a moment’s hesitation, she pushed

raspy coughing could be

up in bed, noticeably

faltered, struggling to remember his once

“Maja

up at her. There was no light left in

attempting

“Dad.”

whispered, glancing at the sputum pot full of tissues, “How are you feeling?”

finding it difficult

not make it