Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1141

But he never anticipated that the casual observation he started with would soon turn into a growing fascination. By the time he realized he was too close to Cornelia, his hips had already made the first move before his mind could catch up.

Cornelia was surprised for a moment. Then she blushed and closed her eyes, not showing any signs of rejection.

On their first night together, Omar had to prepare himself mentally. He kept telling himself that he didn’t need to take responsibility for her. After all, a woman living under these circumstances must have slept with countless men just to survive.

But the moment he entered her, she cried out in pain.

Omar froze, looking at her in disbelief

The first words she uttered were, “Omar, you’ll marry me someday, right?”

Of course, he wouldn’t marry her. He frequented her house mostly to have some fun, to vent out his dark emotions, and to see how this family struggled

to survive.

How could he possibly marry her? Yet, her eyes bore the same stubbornness as they did when her fingers were brutally mutilated.

He remained silent. She clung onto his neck.

“Say something. Will you marry me?”

“Cornelia, I’m broke.”

His voice went hoarse as he continued to kiss her neck.

deliver pizzas together. As long as we work hard, we can have a good

filth in human nature in the city of Greenfield. No one had ever

all their life, but a woman could give up everything

that moment, he didn’t feel moved, rather

wonder good women were always taken for granted. Their

wanted. But love could be easily

I will marry you”

instantly cheered up and started insisting that she wasn’t in pain

to look down on women,

women. He thought he was just addicted to the physical intimacy between men and women. But when he tried it with

the way Cornelia looked at him with those sparkling eyes, full of affection and hope. It was as if she could save a man who was buried

pure, unlike him, his

slight stirring of emotion. Her love gave him a lot of confidence, making him believe

pure and innocent Cornelia was already killed by him.

killed countless

the marks left by other men on her neck. He asked what could a singer possibly give her,

he could only give her a

lost, these few hundred dollars were dirt cheap. After all, Alma’s monthly allowance was in the hundreds of thousands

intending to take

could never match a man’s. She was still in her loose pajamas, which could easily reveal too much.

suit jacket and wrapped

with

outside the hotel, Comelia looked at the dark

me some emergency