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. After

was silent, looking at her determined profile with a sense of fear. Cornelia was really

liked her because she was

got out

go to a bar, but Omar stopped the car when

are

friends with Omar and just hitched a

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

instantly. He was shocked by her kiss. He quickly

bullet whizzed past his shoulder. He let go of her immediately, looking pale at Omar, who was just a

like a demon straight from hell, looking at him with a ghastly expression.

to the ground in terror, crawling a few

She initiated it and she was seducing

by, wiping the corners of her mouth, but

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

gunshot

man

would do this. It was

very street, he dared to fire a gun

lashes, and the next second, her chin

the smoking gun at her cheek without hesitation.

said with

so angry that his hand

him, aimed at his chest, and pulled the trigger

couldn’t bear to hurt her, but she showed no

he not dodged quickly, the bullet would have hit

only grazed his