We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1837 Reunion with an Old Acquaintance

Bella's heart sank, her expression instantly crumbling. She had run through countless scenarios, but the thought of the puppeteer behind Valor Corporation being him had never crossed her mind!

"Long time no see, Bella." The man, donning sunglasses and smirking, opened his arms as if expecting a hug.

It turned out that it was her despicable ex-fiancé, Luke Connor!

Bella stood her ground, fixating on him with intensity. "How on earth did you get out of jail?"

Luke took off his sunglasses, feigning a regretful look. "After all this time, I thought you'd be excited to see me. Instead, our reunion is off to a rather aggressively inquisitive start. Ouch!"

He advanced as he spoke.

Bella watched him cautiously, involuntarily stepping backward until her back pressed against the wall. With no more room to retreat, she was trapped. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of the situation.

How did Luke escape from jail? Was he the only one who got out?

So, why and how did he end up here?

Bella couldn't possibly be naive enough to believe that after sending Luke to prison, he'd go to such lengths to catch up or discuss cooperation with her. He wasn't the type to repay evil with kindness.

raised his hand, letting his fingers run through Bella's hair, from her scalp to the tips, collecting a handful and taking a

still smell as

the situation under

for being there weren't likely about business, Bella figured that if she played dumb, maybe she could prevent things from escalating into hostility right then and

for a momentary thrill. His eyes were all wink-and-nudge as he retreated,

of relief and tension,

I invited you here today to discuss joining forces

even played the gentleman by pulling out

Bella settled into the

his gaze on

unease sky-rocketed, and she couldn't help but ask,

attempting to keep her calm, her mind was racing, trying to concoct a plan to discreetly snag her

still smell

the situation under control. "Let's

and snapped his fingers, signaling the waiters to enter

might put a