Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1119

lan hadn’t expected Judith to suddenly embrace him. He’d just been about to push her away when she let go, tilting her head back to talk to him.

His mind was somewhat foggy, his fingertips still absent–mindedly touching the piece of fabric from before.

After a while, he lowered his hand, hearing Judith ask, “lan, do you want to grab dinner with me tonight?”

lan averted his gaze, an image of Maja flashed in his mind, but he quickly discarded it.

“Sure.”

Judith’s gaze passed over him, landing on Maja in the distance, her expression full of challenge.

“Sounds good. You can choose the restaurant. Just let me know where”

Maja knew Judith was just trying to provoke her, and it was working, she was genuinely irritated.

She turned around, retreating back to the elevator

As the elevator doors closed, she leaned against the back wall, feeling exhausted.

When she reached the lobby on the first floor, she ran into Jeff.

Jeff was holding a bouquet of flowers, looking somewhat awkward when he saw her.

“Ms. Pennyfeather”

Maja knew the flowers weren’t for her. They must be for Judith.

She managed a small smile, nodding, and then walked away.

held the flowers, unsure

the flowers to another woman in a different room, the wife of a close business associate. The flowers were actually from the associate, Jeff had just brought them along, not expecting to run into Maja.

he saw lan, he said, “I ran

thought he had run into her at the Raymond

a good

Sanders out

“Yes”

a thin line, his gaze landing on the piece of fabric

to question him, he immediately started looking

the Raymond Corporation to continue working, but he couldn’t seem to

Corporation’s surveillance room, pulled up the

lobby, she was calm, not showing a hint of guilt, just like her.

only a few minutes long, he replayed

staff returned, they were startled to see him, quickly

a bit red. He

his fifth cigarette, he finally coughed a few times,

up and left the

was still standing in the

he had left

smell of smoke, there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray. No one was supposed to smoke

the man they saw when they opened the door just now wasn’t the vibrant and energetic

from

in his melancholy, lan seemed

in the surveillance room, and they recognized the woman on the screen as the designer who used

these rich people sometimes seemed as foolish

staff sighed, pouring the cigarette butts from the ashtray into the trash, and

returned to his office, he stared blankly at the documents

distorted tadpoles, he couldn’t

Jeff came in, he wanted to ask about

she