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.

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

do

used brush

say anything, switched to another

before long, a shadow appeared. He had picked up another

good–looking when he was focused on painting.

staring at his face countless times in the

the most handsome out of all the men she’d met.

averted her gaze, her hand steady as she continued

she finally put down her brush, her

Finally done.

massage her shoulders, a beautiful hand

“Mmm.”

She couldn’t help but moan, but the moment she

can do

she finished her sentence, his other hand

massaged at the same

a

the chair next to them, his eager

trying to

point on her waist, almost making her cry out.

was pressing, she quickly rebuked,

stopped. “Did it hurt?”

her cheeks flushed

though the massage felt good, he was

knocked again, and this time, it was Holden’s voice.

the painting? Dinner

stood up and checked her appearance

she quickly walked to

Do you

and look at

it was the perfect time for the

his age, the old man enjoyed life the most.

agreed, “Alright, let’s

a care for face. He wanted to say something

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