Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1035

After hanging up the phone, Maja noticed lan, lost in thought, standing at the scene.

She approached him, voicing her curiosity,

“What’s wrong?”

lan shook his head and asked, “Is your assistant okay?”

“Yes, she is fine.”

Zoey watched the street lights zoom by the window, awkwardly attempting to adjust her clothing.

The car stopped at the place she was at that time staying, a residential complex provided by Maja for the artists.

The complex had already been fully furnished and several artists had already moved in.

Security there was top–notch, the guards at the entrance knew each resident by name. Every entry required rigorous questioning, an ID check, as well as a phone call to the resident for final verification.

Zoey rolled down the window, smiling at the security guard who was still on duty late into the night.

“Could you open the gate, please?”

Recognizing her, the guard immediately opened the heavy gate.

When they reached Zoey’s place, she glanced at the silent man beside her, not understanding why he had followed her in.

and once inside, the man made himself at

a shower.”

devoid of any interest in taking a closer look at her humble

woman suited to be a homemaker, every corner of her room was spotless. She had personally selected all the furnishings. some of which were rare finds from second–hand markets. She

second glance, instead, he loosened his tie and leaned back

bath towel, he showed no patience or interest in foreplay, let alone kissing her

lips or neck. All he did was leave marks on her with

Zoey gasping for breath on several occasions, but she didn’t dare to say anything,

once, before he gestured towards

“Lean over there”

humiliated Zoey, but it was his usual method. He had no concept of tenderness, only a need to

her back to him, and slowly bent over.

to unbuckle

etched on her face, his mocking voice echoing

used to gag, but now you seem to be getting

Zoey

several times before, but the mere act of undressing

mental preparation before she had resorted to that

time afterward, and even during the second and third

tired of that game yet, taking

“Disgusting, isn’t it?”

his force, his hands firmly gripping her waist,

pain, but she didn’t even dare to utter a sound because he

apart from the occasional sarcastic comment, and his heavy