Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 18

Maja swept the har back from her forehead, tucking it behind her ear. Her eyes were bright and clear. Her speech was crisp, tinged with a light laugh, and the extended her hand

“Mr Raymond allow me to reintroduce myself I’m Penny, an interior designer. The item you’re holding is one of my works

Ian came to a halt, thinking he must’ve heard wrong.

When Maja saw that he didn’t shake her hand, she withdrew it leisurely

Tve wanted to talk about this a few times, but you didn’t seem interested Seeing that you’ve kept my designs, I’m thinking maybe I could change your mind.”

Her words flowed naturally. “If so, I think I owe you a favor”

In his twenty odd years, lan had never been in such a situation. An interior designer? He glanced at the object in his hand, at the bottom of the picture was the designer’s signature and a string of numbers. Penny

Remembering the conversations, his brows furrowed deeper Was it all a misunderstanding?

held the picture in hand, and sat back on the

Jeff’s voice came from

quickly caught on, this was probably for

the door opened from inside, revealing a woman wrapped in a towel drenched from head to toe. A shock flashed in Jeff’s eyes. The meeting was suddenly interrupted, and many were curious about the

was also clueless, hearing whispers calling the woman Mr. Raymond’s wife.

handed over the bag. His gaze involuntarily darted inside, catching sight of lan sitting leisurely on the couch. His

his gaze, hearing Maja say. “Thank you,” before the door closed.

lan, Mr. Raymond, could

into the bathroom.

leaned back lifting his eyes. He saw her seemingly take off the most intimate piece,

her clothes, tossed the towel into

a women’s casual sel. It made her look even

know how much this outfit costs, but the money on the card should suffice. Thank

emotions hidden in her eyes, wondering if she was pulling on an act. But her straightforward demeanor, and the way she avoided him as much as possible, clearly indicated she wanted to avoid further complications. Somehow, this realization made him