Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 19

The room fallinto a peaceful sance with not even a pin dop to be heard lan began to question his sanity once more Did she mistake him for her husband?

The chandelier above cast a soft glow on her face as she continued, “Regarding that night I can’t recall much, and I believe you probably don’t either. Mt Raymond. I apologize for mistaking you for my husband.”

We re all adults here, and that night was Cristina Perkins‘ doing It’s not his fault, and he shouldn’t bear any responsibilty. The task at hand is the most important thing. There’s no need to dwell on the past

“Mr Raymond, if you are interested in my designs, please feel free to let me know your requments.”

She smoothly redirected the conversation back to work as if that night was a mere blip in the tection

lan remained silent Just moments ago, he accidentally caught sight of the marks beneath her clothing in the bathroom, and it reminded him of how out of control he had been that night.

Her husband hadn’t sought a divorce when she returned to such a state Was it because he didn’t care, or were there issues in the marriage?

He reclined in his seat quickly regaining his composure.

“I should apologize if that night caused any problems between you and your husband.”

finch, Maja interpected,

looked him drectly in the eye her gaze serious “My relationship with my husband kumains unchanged. We were strangers before, and we still

been interested in her marital status, but a mocking glint flashed in his eyes upon hearing her words. The same as always? No man, no matter how deeply he

doman

if it succeeded.

proceed with the design for Greenfield Gardens, Miss Penny… as compensation for His

upward curve in the center. When

She had yet to anticipate securing the Greenfield Gardens project,

calm by his deliberate mention of compensation.” Ian furrowed his brow, a suppressed emotion wel Half an hour ago, she had

gup within him!

lan realized he wasn’t liked. It didn’t sit well with him. He went to the door and heard her say, “Mr.

with a cold tone, slamming the door

forehead damp with sweat. She returned

it for this

her body still fell feverish. It was as if thousands of ants were crawling Knowing she was in no condition to leave, she decided to refill the bathtub with water since lan had provided theroom. The water was cold, but

into the bathtub, shivering from the