Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 888

The brawl had already kicked off in the ring, and the tension was through the roof, both inside and out. When the last wolf was put down, everyone threw their hands up in the air and cheered.

The air was thick with adoration, cheers, sweat, smoke, and the smell of booze.

All these smells mixed together, and in the end, it was all drowned out by the cheers.

“Barlow! Barlow!”

“Barlow! Barlow!”

“Barlow!”

lan didn’t take off his mask as he left the ring, ripping off the blood–soaked cloth from his fists.

Sweat was rolling down his forehead, tracing the contours of his muscular body.

His upper body was bare, sweat pouring down like a waterfall.

Letting off steam like this, he felt a lot better.

He took a bottle of water from a bystander and returned to his room.

But the moment he opened the door, he saw a woman being held up against the wall by a bodyguard, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. lan’s face turned stormy, and he felt like he needed to scrub his eyes clean.

The woman noticed him coming in and patted the bodyguard.

The bodyguard hastened to finish, then knelt down to fix her dress with the utmost care.

as she was helped

a sneer, lan said, “Keep this up, and you’ll end up dying because of

chin with one hand and

and I just want to enjoy my days,

coat from the side.

said, “I’m going

was drenched in sweat. Even his hair was

all looked like wild devils now, but outside of this place, they were all elites

and her looks, but once you want her heart, it’s over. Look at me. I’m so much happier after my divorce, my lovers

had just been with her was

a

his words, “Love is unreliable, and marriage even

the top floor of the building.

rooftop was above ground, offering a view of the most famous landmarks around, and there was a swimming

the pool and swam a dozen laps before he felt his

off his face and stared at the sky.

while, his phone

two days, and even Jeff didn’t know where he was.

grabbed his phone, and answered

“What’s

we return

Penny?

on a chair next

The stars in the

of North America, as bright as gold. He felt like he was lying on a pile of gold. Even the loneliness was golden.