Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 903

Elvis opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but he didn’t know what to say and just stared at the documents on the bed. Maja understood his character well. She let out a sigh. “Then you just stay in the hospital. If there’s an opportunity, I’ll make that woman pay!”

“Ms. Pennyfeather,” Elvis looked up at her, “showbiz is a tough place where the powerless are bullied. We’re not high up enough on the food chain, so all we can do is suck it up. But at least we’re alive and kicking, so don’t worry too much. We’ll just be extra careful next time.” At 32, Elvis saw things clearer than anyone else.

Maja nodded. When she returned to the car, she felt exhausted. It was not just physically, but mentally too.

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She thought their work for the month was almost done, that she could finally take a breather, but now she just wanted to keep her nose to the grindstone, to quickly make Star Movie Group a big company, not just a pushover like they were now.

She went back to Rosewood Manor to rest.

did she feel a little better. Holding Coco’s leash, she left

in the place where she first met Connie, back when Connie was still sketching, looking

started barking towards a man standing in the distance. But because he was too far away, Maja couldn’t make out his

running towards the man.

why he was so excited. She quickly followed he, but when she got there, the man

had a ridiculous thought. Could that man have been Coco’s previous owner? Could it have

the park. She didn’t bring an umbrella, Coco seemed thrilled in the rain. For some reason, Maja’s mood lifted a bit. It was like going on a treasure hunt with Coco. She was good at comforting herself, so she only focused on whether they could find the “treasure.”

wagged his tail up front, but also looked after Maja without running too fast. Maja held the leash in her hand, wiping the rain off her face. It was peaceful around. Probably because of

to return to Rosewood

stopped. She looked up and saw a body being washed away by the rain, the blood flowing down the

back, holding

a man in a raincoat appeared, holding