Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 813

He got up and headed out, but as he settled into his car, his hands felt stiff on the wheel.

He had no right to question her.

Just as he had once treated marriage like a game or a burden, she shared the same sentiment. It explained why she kept the person she liked a secret while waiting for a divorce.

lan found it amusing that, considering all the effort he put into seeking a divorce, she was the one who wanted it more.

His brow furrowed, and his face was gloomy as hell.

But he held it together and drove back to Greenfield Gardens, intending to patch up the wound on his back.

Meanwhile, Maja had arrived at the private room in the bar where she was meeting Wilma.

But Wilma was here for a different reason today. Lately, she had been forced to meet these bigwigs who treated her like a commodity; some even asked her agent right in front of her, How much for a night?

These wealthy men had no respect for a female artist like her; she gritted her teeth, putting up with their disgusting behavior.

Tonight was no different; Colin Paisley requested her company.

Just a bit more, she told herself, and then she could join the Star Movie group and be with Elvis.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Inside were not only Colin but also a few prominent producers, each one a big shot.

It was like walking into the lion’s den.

to be pulled by

Quite cute and good acting

she’s young. I heard she’s still a virgin.”

man turned to Colin.

an eyebrow mysteriously and said, “She just turried twenty and has no boyfriend at university. Very clean. As for whether she’s still a virgin,

that out.”

started laughing, as if it were all perfectly

had accompanied these men a

hand crept under her skirt, she didn’t

slap silenced the

touched his face, feeling utterly

“What the hell?!”

table, and the man was about to take her right

just then, the door was pushed open, and Maja walked in with Beck.

Greenfield, recognized by

pulled up his

this the girl you’re looking

was in this room, she realized that Wilma

out. I’ll handle

“Thank you.”

and helped Wilma

whimper, and asked through

come on, let’s get

her sleeve, afraid she would

save herself for Elvis, even if the

successfully got her

they were out, Wilma seemed to come back to life, bursting with