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.

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

in the city of Greenfield. No one had ever claimed they didn’t care about

life, but a woman could give up everything for

didn’t feel moved, rather he

women were always taken for granted. Their expectations from men were really

they wanted. But love could

will

up and started insisting

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

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

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

him, his hands were drenched in

of emotion. Her love gave him

once pure and innocent Cornelia was

was killed countless times.

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

so he could only give her

dollars were dirt cheap. After all, Alma’s monthly allowance was in

take her into the elevator, but

a woman’s strength could never match a man’s. She was still

his suit jacket and wrapped her

with me

outside the hotel, Comelia looked at the dark sky and

there? Could you get me some emergency contraceptive pills? He