Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 808

Maja shouldn’t have to deal with all this crap. She was trying to understand: where did her uncle and aunt go wrong? They’ve never left Crystalbrook Valley, always influenced by their surroundings.

They lived in a culture where boys were favored over girls, so naturally they followed suit. So when they found out Olivia was carrying a boy, their decision made sense to them.

It’s not that they were heartless; their worldview was just that narrow.

Furious, Maja cut ties with everyone and never thought their next encounter would be like this.

Four lonely graves sat there in silence, and she sat there until night fell. Only then did she get up, rub her numb legs, and drive away.

But just as she was about to open the car door, she saw another car parked not far away, just a run–of–the–mill car.

Who would come here at this hour?

She didn’t give it a second thought and got into her own car.

In the other car, lan sat.

The car window was cracked open, letting in the mountain wind.

Cigarette butts lay scattered under the window; clearly, he had been waiting for a while.

he’d driven his fancy car, Maja would

he swapped cars

late, and Maja would probably head to Riverside Haven.

already arranged for the Riverside Haven staff to call her. Now he just had

disappear from sight before slowly pressing the

drove for over an hour before returning to town. Fearful of being discovered by Maja, he drove around town and heard Maja spent her last year of high school here, so he went

was pitch black; he couldn’t see the school’s full

it was about time, he drove back to Riverside Haven and quietly switched back to his own car.

he was led to his room by

“Did anyone

you mean

with Maja several times, and with the Elston family’s incident, her name was well–known

a sudden tightness in his

the room next to yours. If you don’t

Mr. Raymond didn’t like women too close to him.

fine; there’s no

casual, but his pace

reaching his room, he recalled their first encounter

the wall quietly, and he couldn’t resist joining in.

the painting; she seemed to be part

up to admiration for her painting skills, a subtle