Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1323

The door to the private booth was flung open, and they tried to saunter in, only to catch Omar in the middle of a fashion disaster involving someone’s dress

Comelia had her back to them, so they didn’t get a good look at her face, mistaking her for one of the cocktail waitresses from the BlueSky Bar

“Mr. Casson, living it up. I see

“What kind of girl has got you all fired up, Mr Casson?”

The group hooted and hollered, completely oblivious to the storm brewing on Omar’s face

In a flash he whipped off his suit jacket and draped it over Comelia, bellowing at the intruders, “Get out! Just get the hell out of here!

Scared out of their wits, they scattered like roaches, skedaddling out of there

Omar slammed the door shut, his chest heaving with rage

I’ve got people looking into this. Comelia We’ll have answers by tonight. Let me take you home”

She stood silently tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

Quickly looking up, she forced them back and turned to face him with a smile.

“Mr Casson, quite the knight in shining armor Money and power sure make a difference. How could I ever have mistaken you for a mere delivery guy? I must’ve been blind

And foolish, she thought, to be duped by a guy pretending to be a delivery boy and to give herself away so naively

as if a thousand knives

let some fresh air in to keep the

you

him quietly, her lashes

they reached the outside of BlueSky Bar, she headed to her own car

Casson, it’s not necessary I have to get back to the set

of emptiness and quickly said, “Don’t you want to know the truth about what happened to Fitch? I’ve got friends on it too. With the Olsons and the Cassons

considered it and then stepped out of her

you to the Casson residence

tightening

instead to stay in the room Comelia had

that. Her parents were a hurdle

Alright

the passenger door for

nelia climbed in

seat and steered the car towards

quiet, save for the staff Almost everyone had

couldn’t shake off the eene coldness that seemed to seep

remained on the couch, watching Omar enter the kitchen, soon followed

he emerged with unevenly chopped fruit,

with little appetite but politely said, “Thank you”

out her phone to scroll through

too, both waiting for word from outside