Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 17

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Ian shot her ameaningful glance, then shut down his computer priored and said, “Hubby? Not bothering in hide your thoughts now, am you?”

She noticed where his gaze landed and looked down at herself. Ender the light, the outline of her underwear was clearly visible Her usually pale face tumed as red as a beetroot in an instant, and the bolted back into the bathroom like a scared rabbit

lan had no interest in entertaiming for little show anymore He grabbed his laptop and same documents, ady to make his eat but a picture follout of the folder and onto the floor Befom he could pick it up, the bathroom door swung open There were no fresh clothes for her la change into, and Maya could only wep herself a towel Her wet hair was bed up, exposing her entim face, and her demeanor was much more reserved than before.

deeply regret what happened,” she sad

arrange a new room for you and I’m

only for her to lum on him. It was already magnanamous of him to tolerate such insolence from a

making sure he heard

at lan Their eyes met, and she forgot what she was going to say next. The memory of her forcing a kiss on him flashed across her

think I’m short on cash? Or did you say that to get my attention?” lan looked her up and

of the CEO of the Raymond Corporation. Now she wished she could deny any connection with him. Her acting skills were laughably poor. He didn’t want to stay in this room

she was about to hand it over she saw the content of the pikture and a look of surprise crossed

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