Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 829

He used to dodge his feelings for her, too lazy to understand it and screwed up a lot because of it.

Her cousin’s recent shenanigans pissed her off, so, understandably, she’s giving him the silent treatment now.

Maja, tense, pushed his hand away, afraid her paint–stained fingers would ruin the paper. She had to be careful not to press too hard.

She was working on the details, and a single misstep could ruin the entire painting.

“lan, if you’re bored, go downstairs, don’t bug me,” she said.

lan stopped talking, just quietly holding her waist, not saying a word.

Maja scolded him, but he wouldn’t listen. She just left him be and focused on finishing her painting.

Knock, knock.

Someone was at the door. Probably a servant bringing water.

Maja quickly pushed him away, but he stuck to her again.

She could tell this man was a bit childish.

Stubborn, always running his mouth, temperamental, and unpredictably cold to others.

“Let go!”

lan held her from behind, reluctantly let go and returned to his chair.

“Come in,” Maja called to the door.

Sure enough, a servant came in with a tray holding two cups of mint tea.

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“Mr. Raymond, Ms. Pennyfeather, you’ve been working hard. Holden asked me to bring you something.”

The servant placed the two cups of mint tea on the table.

cleaned her brush, and just as she was about to switch to a larger one,

me do it.”

brush and began washing it.

to another brush and continued

movement next to her, and before long, a shadow appeared. He had picked up another brush and was helping out.

good–looking when he

absent–mindedly staring at his face countless

most handsome out of all the

steady as she continued to paint.

she finally put down her brush, her fingers

Finally done.

about to massage her shoulders, a beautiful hand reached over from the

“Mmm.”

She couldn’t help but moan, but the moment she realized it was lan’s

can do it

finished her sentence, his

her shoulders and waist were being massaged at the same time. It felt incredibly

even felt a little unsteady.

to the chair next to them, his eager

slightly panting, trying to push his hands

a point on her

where he was pressing, she

“Did

still panting, her

though the massage felt good, he

and this time, it was Holden’s

Maja, have you finished the painting? Dinner

and checked her

she was presentable, she quickly walked to the door

Do you want to take a look?”

and look at the flowers. They’re all blooming

and it was the perfect time for the

old man

“Alright,

following without a care for face.

his thick skin as he only invited Maja to see the flowers, not