Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1100

lan snagged a tissue from the box nearby, wiping the trace of blood from his mouth corner.

Thinking about Maja and Eric doing God knows what, far away from Greenfield, probably mocking him while they were at it, calling him a fool for being played by a woman, made his eyes water, and his fingers clenched the edge of the desk.

His phone buzzed, a call from Jeff claiming he had located Pearson’s exact whereabouts.

“Boss, are you coming with us?” Jeff asked.

lan needed to do something to keep himself busy. He rose from his chair without hesitation, only to be stopped by Judith tugging at his suit.

“I want to come too, and you did say you’ll consider me. Can I tag along? I promise I’ll keep my distance and not bother you.”

lan didn’t reply, merely yanking his suit out of her grip.

Judith smiled at his reaction and followed him out quietly.

Down in the underground parking, Judith had initially wanted to sit in the passenger seat but

reconsidered and took the backseat instead.

“lan, you

don’t have to worry. I won’t push you. I’ve said that I would wait for you, so I won’t do anything that puts you in a difficult position.”

to sit in

resentment flashed in Judith’s eyes. Once she had completely won over lan, she would make Maja pay for what she had done.

sending a wedding invitation to Maja, making

of it made her lips curl into a smile.

conversation with her. Instead, he simply revved the engine.

exact location, and it was a bar on the outskirts

downtown.

bar was a shady place, rumored to have been the setting for a vicious brawl a

not the most reputable establishment, but it was popular among the lower–class crowd, the unemployed riffraff of Greenfield, and young girls who had taken

also frequented by blue–collar workers who found solace in the anonymity of

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had never been there before, he

curb outside the

saw it was just a man stepping out, the interest quickly

after lan seemed to pique their interest

Sanders family and used to attending high society parties. Ordinary pubs and bars never caught her attention.

of the place made her

mind her, and he just

disappointed. She merely raised her

cheap perfume mixed with strong alcohol hit her nostrils, making her want to throw up. She never realized this was how the lower

born with a silver spoon in her mouth, had never witnessed such a scene

urge to vomit and tried to keep up

came to a stop in front

That was Pearson.

was bragging about how he managed to get his hands on the money, a