Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1305

Zoey’s heart skipped a beat as she saw the name scribbled on the note–it was that man.

“Cousin, what’s up? Coming over now? But what if I don’t want to? It’s not like you need to meddle in my business. The family dinner is all about you anyway. It won’t matter

if I show up or not.”

The man brushed against Zoey casually, smirking as he noticed her shivering with fear

“Besides, I found a pretty little thing on my way over Haven’t had a taste yet, and I sure ain’t eager to leave her behind.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds before the voice inquired, “Who’s going to clean up your mess this time?”

Enraged, the man holding Zoey roughly tore at her dress

“What do you mean clean up my mess? Born into this family, I can do as I please. You don’t play, so don’t dictate how I livel Don’t think I’m oblivious to everyone kissing your feet Without the power in your hands, they’d never grovel at your feet.”

“Let go of me Let me go!”

Zoey struggled fiercely, eventually tumbling out of the man’s arms and collapsing onto the floor

The man clicked his tongue in annoyance I’d advise you to be obedient I’m not above getting rough with a lady. If you don’t satisfy me, I swear I’ll end you tonight”

Every word he spoke was overheard by the man in the suit on the other end of the line, who frowned deeply as he recognized Zoey’s voice.

But Zoey was supposed to be safe in the car

“Surt yourself,” he said curtly before hanging up

Meanwhile, Zoey clutched her dress tightly, her face pale as death.

man crouched down and pulled her

you, catching my eye Hurry up, and when

stung Zoey

it any longer, she slapped him

the man touched his cheek and spat

caught a slap for my troubles”

he wasn’t following her,

smooth journey home, she couldn’t help but clutch her blanket

vision hadn’t returned

coming back from the office, lan had been taking care of her, even bringing her a bowl of homemade

wanted to feed herself, but he insisted gently, “Open

shake the feeling that lan seemed downcast Shouldn’t he be happy she was recovering?

meal lan went to the kitchen to wash the

phone and sent him

is there something you re not

I’ve done something to upset you, please forgive me

softened her tone, still feeling guilty about the

breakfast and tending

on end,

you forget to turn

to reality, lan hastily

just cleaning up

tried to put the dishes away, his hands shook, and the plates crashed

the kitchen doorway heard the breakage

shards all over

her picking up the

you’re not good at dishwashing, let

control of his emotions in front of