Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 21

Maja sipped her lemonade, barely hiding her surprise at the news. She quickly realized she couldn’t let herself be caught off guard She casually wiped the comer of her mouth with a napkin in hand. ‘Gott And then?”

Her lack of interest in fan’s marriage caught his attention. Intngued by her response, he raised his eyes slightly from across the table.

Sandy had exhausted all her efforts, but it fell like hitting a brick wall And then? What more was there to say? Wasn’t her hint obvious enough? This woman was skilled at maintaining her composure. Should Sandy describe her as a patient, or has she already won lans favor and become arrogant?

Sandy felt annoyed but couldn’t let her impatience show and risk losing her advantage She looked at lan, her face returning to its previous grillness.

“Tan, you haven’t been back for three years. You might not know that this restaurant has changed chels The curent one is from New Zealand. There’s a dish that should be right up your alley”

She took the initiative to pick up the menu as if she owned the place

unchanged. He appeared indifferent and didn’t refuse

individuals is challenging. Is helping a client fend off suitors‘ part

smiled fantly. Bet’s specialty isn’t listed on the menu, and since I’m treating Mr. Raymond to lunch today, if you also want to treat Mr. Raymond, you can choose another

words were direct, making it difficult for someone like Sandy

women lacked eyes No words

almost damaging the crocodile’s skin. An ordinary interior designer was daring to be so

presumptuous just now lan, let’s catch up some other

be difficult to shake off, but today she left so quickly. His lips curved slightly as he responded

Sandy left Maja raised her eyes, a smile still lingering in them. “Mr. Raymond. do you prefer milk or coffee in the morning?” I was as if the previous

leaned back slightly, his hands naturally crossed in front

Mr. Raymond? It’s not advisable to drink coffee on

ordering two cups of hot coffee, she looked up and called the wailer, “Excuse me, could