Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 810

lan was quick to shut the door, worried Maja might spit out more hurtful words.

He didn’t want to be stung by her sharp tongue any longer.

After closing the door, he fingered for a bit, catching the staff asking Maja if she needed anything.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, would you like a midnight snack? The chef has whipped up some chicken soup. Good for the stomach.”

Maja was about to decline, but the mention of chicken soup got her interested.

“Where do I eat it?”

“We’ll bring it to your room.”

She nodded, her stomach conveniently growling.

The staff smiled and asked, “Just a moment, please. The soup will be up shortly.”

lan stood quietly by the door until the voices died down, and he moved to the sofa.

The room was soundproofed, but he could still hear the sound of Maja’s shower. His heart was filled with tender feelings, and he couldn’t help but picture her in bed.

He’d never craved someone so much.

After a shower, while still in his towel, he got a call from Judson from Silverstone Enterprises.

Raymond, we’ve had a hiccup in the finance department. There’s been a mix–up with the cost of some materials. I’d like to review

screw–up was a big no–no

lan to lose his cool, but to his surprise, lan agreed after a few

as a tough nut to

Gardens were done months ago. Discovering the issue now was a real blunder on Silverstone Enterprises‘

knew what her profile picture

and Judson both turned on their mics,

been taken away by the police. When we rechecked his records, we found discrepancies in the cost of Greenfield Gardens‘ renovations.

such a scandal: Financial mishaps could bankrupt

the old invoices and

to join just as a witness.

were lan’s responsibility. He had a right to know, especially since Silverstone Enterprises and the Raymond Corporation often collaborated. Maja’s voice was clear and composed, remembering every detail of the

the first night they met at Riverside

down at himself, grasped himself, and started

decided to tune out Judson and just

her laugh. Her laughter sent shivers down his spine. It

face flushed a light pink. He never

“Mm.”

to climax, he couldn’t hold

Maja’s

felt a chill. Did he forget to mute

glanced at the mic icon,

almost there but couldn’t

nowhere; “Mr. Raymond, what are you doing? Mr. Judson has been asking you questions for

sounded indifferent, but–lan could hear a

to unmute and talk to her. His words were for her ears only: