Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 595

lan looked a bit perplexed, but he still got what Tyler was saying.

He put down his glass with a faint smirk on his lips.

“I offered her a billion, and she tore up the check and threw it in my face. I only asked for a month of her time. Did she feel ripped off?”

Tyler stifled a laugh, unable to picture such a scene, but it was totally something Penny might do.

He quickly raised his glass.

“Bottom line, you’re getting a divorce tomorrow. Your grandpa probably won’t care who you’re intò anymore. You should properly apologize to Penny. She must’ve been freaked out today. After all, women need some sweet talk. If you don’t butter her up, someone else will.”

They both knew who that someone else was without saying it out loud.

After all, lan and Penny were only secret lovers

But this guy clearly didn’t have the awareness of being a lover.

When Maja woke up at 3 a.m. to the sound of the doorbell outside the living room, she initially thought she had heard wrong and rolled over in bed.

She hadn’t been able to sleep for the two nights when lan had blindfolded her.

Or rather, she hadn’t slept much since her father passed away a week ago.

Now she was exhausted, knowing that it was him. Her mental burden wasn’t as heavy.

or twice, it was

stand it and opened her own door, only to see the man standing outside. She immediately held her breath, swallowed the curse

and she would be spotted by him.

of alcohol as he

scene at her door all night, and

hour later, Maja still hadn’t opened the door. Ian skillfully took out his key and let himself

let out a sigh of relief when she saw through the

and ever since she was scared by Maja, she hadn’t had any

off his tie, and called

No response.

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was thirsty and wanted a

went to the bedroom, saw a lump on the bed, so he lifted the blanket, and wanted to lie

she smelled the faint scent of

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of bed, startled to see the

didn’t even dare

hand touched the bedroom door handle, she heard a voice

you going?”

felt a little scalp

in the morning, so she didn’t understand why lan

“Mr. Raymond.”

gotten up and was leaning against the head of

living room, his shirt buttons undone to his chest, revealing his

turned off. The dim light and his slightly drunken breath were quite a match.