Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 12

Kurt was right behind her, no more than a melee away, and his bodyguard was outside

lan was dressed in a black tracksuit his left hand tucked in his pocket. He was tall and long legged, every move revealing the fluid and upright lines of his body. He was standing at the entrance of a lounge not far away, about to go in

Kurt oked ha lips, boldly staring at her back, and then whispered. Your husband’s here aren’t you gonna say hi?”

Maja took a deep breath, no time to hesitate and quickly walked over

tam had just put his hand on the door handle and opened a crack when he heard footsteps behind him, followed by the sweet and soft body of a woman. He didn’t have time to refuse and with a bit of finesse the woman got them both into the lounge.

Ian howned, “Du!”

Quick as a flash, Maja locked the door and leaned against it looking at him earnestly. “Mr. Raymond, I don’t mean to bother you, can I hide out here?” The man didn’t speak, his gaze fating on her knee

Maja followed his gaze and noticed the red mark on her knee was more pronounced because of the hot steam,

trailed off, feeling embarrassed, her face flushing uncontrollably,

about this Why did

here?” lan looked down at her from

For work

grew

look, his expression complex, before turning and heading into the bathroom

figure on the frosted glass. The man’s body was lean, water running down his

crisis was averted, and Maja had no

lan was already embarrassing enough. With a divorce

to be found. There was a knock on the doot and

left after putting down the

left in a conspicuous place in

Raymond, thank you for your help.]

by Maja, no

feeling like he’d been used for the second

went to the VIP bunge that Summit Bank prepared for him.