Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 747

“Her love life ain’t my business no more,

He shut his laptop, checking the time and realizing it was time to hit the hay.

But he was restless tonight. He tried showering and laying in bed, but sleep was a no–show.

He picked up a book, trying to read, but the words seemed gibberish.

At 1 AM, he got dressed again and headed out.

This time, he drove himself, parking at the RosenGarden.

A couple of lights were still on in the RosenGarden. He cracked his car window open and lit up a ciggy.

Halfway through, he pulled out his phone and dialed Maja.

No answer on the other end.

He slumped back in his seat/staring blankly ahead, with no idea why he’d driven here in the middle of the night.

With a self–deprecating chuckle, he decided to head back home.

On the way, he passed by the Pennyfeather group’s headquarters. But he didn’t give a damn about the Pennyfeathers, so he didn’t even notice it was their building. A woman was frantically making a call at the entrance. !

It was Zoey, unable to reach Maja. The Star Movie group’s series had passed the review, smashing records on its premiere night. This was great news, the kind that should be shared with Maja.

But since the afternoon, her calls to Maja had gone unanswered.

Just a few hours ago, Maja had been nervously awaiting the viewing results with her.

Zoey was trying to hail a cab when she spotted a luxury car parked nearby and lan’s face in the window.

She tensed up.

heard about him from Maja.

engaged, though they’d called

“Mr. Raymond.”

out politely.

He glanced

Zoey swallowed.

day, but she’s not answering. I’m worried she’s in trouble.”

“Maja?”

your

was at her wit’s end, so

was it always about

off the grid, and today is incredibly important for us,

lan

she was genuinely worried about

“Mr. Raymond!”

fumbling to grab the window. “I heard from Maja that you two are

expression darkened.

and that woman were anything

“Let go.”

by

on the gas, feeling rather ticked off. He thought

huddled in the dark room, feeling snakes slither over her ankles and centipedes crawl onto her hands.

a breakdown, curling up and trying not

how much time had

cold, starving, and fear was

her head against the wall, the sound echoing in the

the noise and checked the time, thinking she’d been like this for hours. They figured she was close to

outside was clear, and the sound of Maja’s

had been going on for hours.

were open or closed,

They yawned and joked, “She’ll probably lose her mind in three more hours. The lady said

need a break. I’ve