Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 904

She didn’t even have a chance to ask what was going on.

Coco was tearing through the rain like a mad dog, but he wasn’t headed for Rosewood Manor. He was headed for Greenfield Gardens. Dogs seemed to have a sixth sense about people and their vibes.

After a long sprint, Coco was barking like mad at the gates of Greenfield Gardens. The security guard on duty was surprised to see him.

“Isn’t that Coco? What’s he doing out here?”

“I think Ms. Pennyfeather took him this morning.”

“Well, why’s he back then?”

“I don’t know. Just let him in.”

Ever since Maja had made a mess of Greenfield Gardens and got off scot–free, everyone had been treading lightly around her. They didn’t dare snub her dog.

The gate was opened and Coco shot inside. He ran all the way to the grand hall of Greenfield Gardens and dashed through the French doors.

was pulling an all–nighter in his study. He looked up from his paperwork to see Coco. Coco was soaking wet and left a trail of water behind him. lan’s expression hardened and he ordered a servant to give Coco a bath. Had the dog snuck over again? Maja was supposed to have taken him home. But no matter how much the servant tried to coax Coco, the dog wouldn’t stop barking at lan. Ian was just about to make himself another cup of coffee when the barking got on his nerves. The servant was flustered, not wanting to be too forceful with the dog.

patted Coco’s head a little, and Coco immediately latched onto his pant leg and started pulling.

then dialed Maja’s number. A man

still gently patting Coco’s

he asked, keeping his

Group. Mr. Pennyfeather is in a meeting right now. If

man hung

in the day. Was she really in the

his gloves and tossed them into a nearby trash can. “Jeff, find out

and immediately made a

coat and said, “Go to Rosewood Manor.” Jeff

always did, but lan ignored him, staring out the window

Rosewood Manor,

the road that led to the park. Ian frowned and got out of the car. Coco bounded out of

bad feeling about this. He ordered Jeff to send some police dogs over. There might be something wrong

as intelligent as a six–year–old child. He’d always been quick on his feet, so his behavior tonight likely meant he’d seen something. Given the breed’s natural energy and training from the people at Rosewood Manor, Coco could easily