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.

only to be pulled by the man closest to her.

Quite cute and good

she’s young. I heard

turned

turried twenty and has no boyfriend at university. Very clean. As for whether

test that

as if it were all perfectly acceptable.

been well protected by Elvis. Even after he left, she had accompanied these men a few times, but today was

under her skirt, she didn’t hesitate, stood up, and

silenced

face, feeling utterly

“What the hell?!”

slammed onto the coffee table, and the man was about

open, and Maja walked in with

well–known in Greenfield, recognized by anyone with a bit of status.

quickly pulled up his pants,

quietly asked Maja, “Is this the girl you’re looking

that Wilma was in

I’ll handle things here.”

“Thank you.”

over and helped Wilma up.

her face, let out a whimper, and asked through teary eyes, “Who

get you out of here.”

sleeve, afraid she would leave

even if the

successfully got

were out, Wilma seemed to come