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.

didn’t disturb her, the car was

car accident,

black Maybach i n front of her.

the back of the car

also got out of the driver’s

Maserati at a glance, and his face became

expect

at Scarlett. “You

Although she left briskly after kissing him a few hours ago, she

properly. Don’t quarrel with

few cars on the road, but Mark was a celebrity. Maybe the paparazzi were just following him

though Scarlett was a little drunk, she wasn’t like Alexis who had lost

out of the car. “Sorry,

the passenger seat. She had closed her eyes and covered

want to see

the gentle kiss two hours ago. Raymond’s eyes became sharp and cold as he looked a t