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.

sleep with other men just as I did with you. After all, I’m not pure

looking at her determined profile with a sense of fear.

was different from other

moment, another man got out

Omar stopped the car when they passed by here.

are you doing?”

from Greenfield. He was friends with Omar and

the car, a beautiful woman walked up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him without hesitation.

He quickly hugged Cornelia and spun her around,

his shoulder. He let go of her immediately, looking pale at Omar, who was just a few steps

demon straight from hell, looking

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

She initiated it

her

celebrities. His family was well–off too. Though not as rich as the Casson family, since he was with Omar, he

gunshot rang

bullet hit the man in

knew Omar would do this. It was just his nature.

dared to

lashes, and the next second, her chin was grabbed.

furious, pointed the smoking gun

looked at him fearlessly, even giving the gun a kiss, then said with a laugh, “Go on, kill me. You see, I’m not

that his hand was shaking.

aimed at his chest, and

her, but she showed no

the bullet would have hit

it only grazed his shoulder.