Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 8



He honesty was so disaning that fan began to question whether he was being overly nervous because

of his lack of sexual experience

lan stood them motionless, like a statue that you wouldn’t dare to look straight at

As the elevator descended Maa thought it necessary to make another effort for the future of the studio

Sheralued after starting work, a lot of times, her dignity didn’t maller so much Aher at what he could

offer was just too much

Mc Raymond, I still want to know what style you personally prefer I can give it a shot, and if you re not

happy in the end. I wont change you

lan could no longer find the right words to describe this woman. He was speechless for a moment and

it took him awhile to say. Don’t you already have clients?”

Maja was a bit surprised Was lan womed that she would be distracted?

Some designers indeed serve multiple clients at the same time, but Maja has always been all about

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Mr Raymond, if I take your ordet I won’t take any others in the short term If you’re interested, you can

give me five minutes to talk in detail”

Tm not interested”

lan was the first to leave, and Maja supporting someone couldn’t chase after him. She had to help

Maxwellout planning to check where the designated driver was

Even though Maxwell was drunk except for a stumble just now, he kept a sale distance from her

As Maja was helping Maxwell out of Moonlight, she saw a car not far away flash its lights twice. The car

door opened, and a pretty woman stepped out

The woman saw the two of them walked straight over without a worl, and swung at Maja.

“It’s you, isn’t it?! Always pestering him at the studio, and even delivering smoothie to him in the middle

of the night?! I’ve been annoyed with you for a while. What were you planning to do tonight while my

husband is drunk?!” Maja was holding someone, so she couldn’t dodge, and her face stung from the

slap.

The woman was so angry that her chest was shaking, and her eyes were red, “I’ve seen your kind,

always trying to wreck other people’s homes. Let me tell you, Maxwell’s money is with me. You’ll get

nothing by being with him!!” Maja couldn’t help but laugh. She didn’t go to the studio often, but she

knew there were a few girls there who liked to pester Maxwell Maybe some of then did have such

intentions, but she wasn’t one of them Maxwell who was being helped by het seemed to sober up as

well and quickly grabbed the woman’s wrist, Liz, calm down.”

Maxwell had hit a nerve, and Liz violently shook off his hand.

“How can I calm down?! This shameless bitch knows you’re married but still keeps pestering you. She

sent you smoothie, and I let it go. But tonight she called you out for her birthday, and you hid it from

me?!”

Her anger was like a burning prairie, so intense that she wished she could tear Majd’s face apart.

“You’re so good–looking but you’re a homewrecker!”

Maxwell had a headache. He held her and turned to apologize to Maja “I’m sorry, you beller go.”

Maja felt unlucky tonight, but the other party was her boss wife, she couldn’t fight back. She could only

swallow this bitter pill.

Inside the car not far away, lan was expressionless. From the moment the woman slapped, he clearly saw this wileys. mistress” drama.

Following the boss’s gaze, Jeff also noticed the commotion. The wife obviously had a strong defense

and started to loudly blame the man, while the man held her, whispering comforting words. Only Maja,

seemed like an outsides. Such a young and beautiful woman was a mistress.

Jeff felt a little bit emotional. Luckily there were not many people around, otherwise, if this score was

posted online, it would spark a lot of condemnation.

Ian coldly retracted his gaze and said to Jeff, “Drive”


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