Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 892

Omar was approaching now, still handsome as ever but with a chilly aura.

Cornelia recalled the first night she met him, when he looked all banged up. He told her he was a delivery guy who got into a fistfight with a kid who stole his delivery.

At that moment, she sympathized with him. They were just ordinary people struggling to make ends meet.

“Cornelia, Alma might need some time to accept you, but it’s cool. I’ll get her to.”

His words were full of care for his sister, as though it would be a great stroke of luck for Cornelia to become his wife.

Cornelia found his words laughable. She wanted to slap him, but her hand was still healing. She couldn’t afford to injure it again because of him.

Seeing her silent, Omar mistook it for agreement.

“I won’t hold your kid against you. Just don’t be so impulsive next time.”

As soon as he finished, Cornelia looked up at him.

Omar, who was initially a bit soft–hearted and happy to see her, now clearly saw disgust in her eyes.

Pure hatred.

He took a step back as she said, “Omar, even if all the men in the world die, I wouldn’t be with you. Don’t bother me again, or else.”

“Or else what?” Omar tried to grab her hand, but she violently shook him off.

I can sleep with other men just as I did with you.

sense of fear.

was

that moment, another man got out of Omar’s car.

to a bar, but Omar stopped the car when they passed

are you

rich kid from Greenfield. He was friends with Omar and just hitched a ride

out of the car, a beautiful woman walked up to him, wrapped her

pupils dilated instantly. He was shocked by her kiss. He quickly hugged Cornelia and spun her around, pinning her

of her immediately, looking pale

like a demon straight from hell, looking at him with a

fell to the ground in terror, crawling a few steps back.

initiated it and she was seducing me. I couldn’t.”

stood by, wiping the corners of her mouth, but she didn’t

of space, only interested in sleeping with female celebrities. His family was well–off too. Though not as rich as the Casson family,

a gunshot

hit the man in the head.

Omar would do this. It

very street, he dared to fire a gun

lowered her lashes, and the next second,

pointed the smoking gun at her cheek without hesitation.

fearlessly, even giving the gun a kiss, then said with a laugh,

so angry that his hand was shaking.

gun from him, aimed at his chest, and

to hurt her, but she

not dodged quickly, the bullet would have hit his heart.

only grazed