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.

the man made himself

take a shower.”

of any interest in taking a closer

spotless. She had personally selected all the furnishings. some of which were rare finds from second–hand markets. She had put a lot

didn’t spare a second glance, instead, he loosened his tie and leaned back as

in a bath towel, he showed no

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

left Zoey gasping for breath on several occasions, but she didn’t dare to say anything, considering it was she who had

before he gestured towards the

“Lean over there”

but it was his usual method. He had no concept of

back to him, and slowly

man began to unbuckle his

Zoey was gripping the windowsill tightly, pain etched on her face,

seem to

past experiences, Zoey felt nauseated by such

tried several times before, but the mere

great deal of mental preparation before she had resorted to that demeaning method

second and third times, she

that game yet, taking pleasure

“Disgusting, isn’t it?”

hands firmly gripping her waist,

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

apart from the occasional sarcastic comment, and his heavy