Flirting With My Ex-Husband

She took out her phone to order a taxi. Mark came over. “I’ll take you back, Scarlett.”

Scarlett raised an eyebrow. “No. Our houses are in different directions.”

Mark looked at her and slightly inclined his head toward the pile of gifts on the sofa. “It’s not easy to take a taxi at midnight. Besides, you have so many gifts. It difficult for you to take them back alone, right?”

Only then did Scarlett remember that she still had a heap of gifts.

She stared at Mark for a moment. “Then it seems I can only trouble you.”

“My pleasure.”

Mark curved his lips, leaned down, and picked up the bag of gifts on the sofa. He then walked to the door and pulled open it. “Let’s go.”

Scarlett smiled at him, walking out of the room.

Mark drove the same Maserati that he drove before, and it was not the first time that Scarlett sat in it.

She drank a lot today. Now, she felt drowsy.

her, the car was very quiet.

car accident,

front of her. Just as she felt it familiar, Alexander got out of the

a look at the back of the car and

they spoke, Raymond also got out of the driver’s

Scarlett sitting inside the Maserati at a glance, and

didn’t expect to rear-end

Scarlett. “You stay in

meet Raymond. Although she left briskly after kissing him a few hours ago, she wasn’t as

properly. Don’t quarrel

Mark was a celebrity. Maybe the paparazzi were just following him and waiting to spread

a little drunk, she wasn’t like Alexis who had lost her mind. She was now sober

of the car. “Sorry, sir. It’s my fault. How much do you need to have

seat. She had closed her eyes and covered her forehead.

want to

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