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

take a

devoid of any interest in taking a closer look at

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

spare a second glance, instead, he loosened his tie and leaned back as he was uninterested in

when she emerged wrapped in a bath towel, he showed no patience or interest in

never kissed her, whether it was on the lips or neck. All he did was leave marks on her with

but she didn’t dare to say anything,

man’s gaze swept the room once, before he gestured towards the window,

“Lean over there”

method. He had no concept

over, turned her back to

man began to unbuckle his

was gripping the windowsill tightly, pain etched on her face, his mocking voice echoing behind her

now you seem to be getting used to

unpleasant past experiences, Zoey

but the mere act of undressing made

mental preparation before she had resorted to that

second and third times, she

that game yet, taking pleasure in

“Disgusting, isn’t it?”

force, his hands firmly gripping her waist, not allowing her to escape

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

from the occasional sarcastic comment,