Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 975

Tyler chimed in from the side.

“Yeah, she is clever, I’ll give her that. She cleared out right after calling us, just in time before Dennis and Pearson could lay their hands on her. And she even had the wits to settle everything in the company before she left. No wonder she’s the CEO.”

The sarcasm in their voices was palpable, indirectly ridiculing lan’s choice of women.

Phelps, the one who knew the truth, happened to be away that night, so there was no one to defend Maja.

In the past, lan would have surely retaliated against their comments.

But now, he remained silent, just quietly holding his glass of whiskey.

It felt as if all the bitterness in the world was churning in his stomach. He took a sip of his drink, hoping to drown the bitterness, but it only tasted more bitter, bringing along a sense of melancholy.

He understood now. With Maja, if she didn’t like him, she just didn’t, regardless of what he did.

So what if they had been intimate before?

He swirled the whiskey in his glass, and after several sips, Beck walked in.

“lan, come outside with me.”

lan frowned, lifting his somewhat tipsy eyes, “Buzz off.”

Damn it!

and grabbed him

in Greenfield. You better treat her well, and her

was just annoyed and tried to shake him off, but then he heard Beck say, “Aren’t you done with Maja? What’s the harm

don’t care if I’m done with her. I’m just not

but a

just let him

the room turned to look at the door, where stood

a beautiful doll. However,

of lan, his brow

:

in a place

faintly,

he’s here. I want

in the room, “Hello, everyone, I’m

was clear and innocent, completely devoid of any hidden

other side of lan,

are you

making

name as soon as you arrive. It could

why I flew all the way from North America when I heard about his situation. I had even arranged everything with the people here but didn’t

really amazing.”

was glittering, openly expressing

she had always been pampered since childhood. But when it came to pursuing a

quite a

at a loss