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.

entered the password, and once inside, the man made himself at

take a

any interest in taking a closer look at her

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 had put a lot of effort and time into making

tie and leaned

a shower, and when she emerged wrapped in a bath towel, he showed no patience or interest in foreplay, let alone

whether it was on the lips or neck. All he did was leave marks on her with a

on several occasions, but she didn’t dare to say anything, considering it was she who

swept the room once, before he gestured

“Lean over there”

He had no concept of tenderness,

her back to him,

began to unbuckle his belt.

pain etched on her face, his mocking voice echoing behind her

seem to be getting used to

experiences, Zoey felt nauseated by

mere act of undressing made her throw up

mental preparation before she had resorted to that demeaning method

afterward, and even during the second and third times, she had stealthily thrown up, amusing

taking pleasure in

“Disgusting, isn’t it?”

gripping her waist, not allowing her to escape from that

didn’t even dare to utter a sound because he didn’t like

wouldn’t make any noise either, apart from the occasional sarcastic comment, and his