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.

don’t need money I just want your love. We can deliver pizzas together. As long as we

lot of filth in human nature in the city of Greenfield.

life, but

that moment, he didn’t feel moved, rather

wonder good women were always taken for granted. Their expectations

wanted. But love could be easily be

I will marry you”

of this offhand promise, she instantly cheered up and started insisting that she wasn’t in

would bring women to bed. He used to look down on women, but he

addicted to the physical intimacy between men and

affection and hope. It was

too pure, unlike him, his hands were

started as cold indifference and disdain turned into a slight stirring of emotion. Her love gave him a

innocent Cornelia was already killed

killed countless

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

a pizza delivery guy, so he could only give her a few hundred dollars

these few hundred dollars were dirt cheap. After all, Alma’s monthly allowance was

intending to take her

man’s. She was still in her loose pajamas, which

off his suit jacket and wrapped her in it.

with me

at the dark sky

pharmacy over there? Could you get me some emergency contraceptive pills? He was in a rush earlier and forgot