Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After trudging half a kilometer, she could still hear the sound of footsteps behind her.

Even after she hailed a cab, Ian hopped in right after her.

“Are you out of your mind?”

Her tone was icy as she tried to put as much distance between them as possible.

Ian, thick-skinned as ever, sat close, remaining silent no matter how much she insulted him.

During the bumpy ride, he even reached out to cushion her head from the jolts.

When they arrived at Rosewood Manor, as she stepped out of the cab, he immediately paid the fare.

Maja had already walked to the front gate, instructing the security guard to close it.

But the guard wasn’t quick enough, and Ian slipped through.

He followed her to the living room door of the villa. This time, she entered first, slamming the door behind her.

Ian didn’t follow her in, instead, he found a stone bench outside and sat down.

The garden was furnished with not only stone benches but also stone tables. He took a sip of the tea on the table, and continued to gaze at the house.

Maja couldn’t care less. If he was willing to wait outside, then let him wait.

Once upstairs, she quickly showered. Looking at the clock, it was already 2 a.m. She decided to call it a night.

Suddenly, there was a rumble of thunder outside, flashes of lightning illuminating the room.

She heard Coco whining at the door. She quickly let it in.

wasn’t afraid of thunder, it sat by the bed

Coco and Rocky

She got up and peered out

Alone.

feeling a mixture of anger and helplessness, this was

seemed to take every insult and injury

man was definitely not wired like a

troubled upbringing, she could almost understand

his gaze on her and quickly

realized that even she herself became abnormal. There was no light inside

but just as she pulled up the covers, another loud peal

rushed to the window, scratching at

covers over her head, trying to force herself to sleep, but Rocky started making

bark but

howls went on and on, making her frown. Was

“Rocky, stop it.”

the dog Ian had raised, knowing his owner was out

Rocky was too

the window, and said, “If

Rocky

instincts urging her to grab him, but Rocky cleverly landed on a ledge before jumping down to

revealed

she met Ian’s gaze. He had stood up and was looking up at

bother to pretend anymore. She went downstairs, grabbed an

his little display of endurance would bridge

holding the umbrella,

“Ian, go home.”

“Maja.”

her but