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

some fresh air

you home

followed him quietly, her lashes cast

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

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

pang 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 looking

then stepped out of her car

you to the Casson residence I’ll wait for the results

grip tightening on

choosing instead to stay in the room Comelia had shared

were a hurdle she

Alright

opened the passenger door

nelia climbed in

and steered the car towards the Casson family mansion.

staff Almost everyone had been sent away

off the eene coldness that seemed

enter the kitchen, soon followed by the sound of

with unevenly chopped fruit, thoughtfully placing toothpicks beside her

at it with little appetite but

her phone to scroll through the

silence too, both waiting