Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 719

She took a seat and glanced at her watch. It was 7:20. Ian would probably show up in about ten minutes.

The lighting on this floor was a bit dim. She turned her head to look at the night view outside the window, her thoughts drifting.

This might be the most normal Christmas she had had in years.

She didn’t expect to spend it with lan.

The feeling was quite peculiar.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed by when she pulled out her phone to check the time. It was already 8 o’clock, but lan had not yet arrived.

A waiter came over and asked if she wanted to start her meal.

She gave a little smile and replied, “No need, someone’s still on the way.”

The waiter had no choice but to retreat.

When 9 o’clock rolled around, Maja was starting to get hungry. She furrowed her brows. Ian didn’t seem like the type to be late.

She couldn’t help but try to reach out to him. lan picked up.

“Penny, what’s up?”

His tone was a bit gentle, which made Maja wonder if he had forgotten their dinner date.

was stuck in traffic.

where are you?”

the doctor had

had made him forget that he had asked Maja to be his girlfriend and their dinner

question, he was a bit surprised, “Did I make plans with you tonight?”

turned cold, her fingers

man she had been sweetly dating

forced a laugh, “No, just wanted to say, Merry Christmas.”

wanting to see her, but he knew

hung up the phone first, looking at the still burning–candle, her

came over again to ask if he could serve the food.

“Just bring it.”

waiter sighed in relief and immediately brought

arranged for two people, beautifully

told her, “All expenses for tonight have already been covered. Miss, there will also be fireworks later. Hope you can stay here till then

fireworks alone, she

lighting up the entire night

of Maja’s loneliness was dispelled by that bright display. She watched quietly

she left, it

his meal was still

her bag and left the building

a taxi, not choosing to return to Greenfield Gardens but instead going

like home to

sat on his bed, feeling restless as if he had forgotten something.