Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 68

She had constantly tried to convince herself that Neil wasn’t showing favoritism and that he had been supportive of her since her mother’s passing.

However, the kindness he extended to her paled in comparison to the adoration he showered on Cristina’s kids.

The fact that she was still burdened with the stress of buying a house while Neil readily gifted Glenn Pennyfeather a multimillion-dollar mansion seemed absurd to Maja. Soon enough, Neil

and Cristina noticed her presence.

Cristina furrowed her eyebrows. “What are you doing here?”

Neil also turned to Maja, noticing a real estate agent in the same uniform standing beside her, feeling a twinge of embarrassment.

‘Maja, are you looking for a house?”

Disappointment surged within Maja, but her face remained impassive, “Yes, my apartment was burgled, so I’m looking for a safer place.”

Neil hesitated for a moment, guilt gnawing at him as he recalled Maja living on her own all these years.

“Well…”

His words were abruptly interrupted by Cristina.

nowhere to go, why don’t you just move there? It would bring you closer to lan. You two are married, treat

“Ms. Perkins.”

shot Cristina a cold, warning

front of my father, it’s none of your business. He can gift a mansion worth millions to someone else’s son. Are you going to stop him from buying a house for his own daughter? Plus, he didn’t say he was going to buy me a house, so

blushed, taken aback by

uneasy. He felt Maja was being a bit harsh. After all, Cristina

heart. Which one do you like? I’ll buy

wanted to use the money to compensate for his

need, you and Ms. Perkins carry on. I’ll go elsewhere.

the

aback with a helpless expression on his face. Cristina, however,

never considered us family anyway. If it wasn’t for you, Tricia wouldn’t still

Perkins, I think I’ve made my stance clear enough. We’re all adults here. Let’s not make this anymore awkward. I moved out because I didn’t want to live under the same roof as him. Now that he’s moving in here, I’ve decided to look elsewhere. Do you really need me to spell it out for you that I don’t want

Your mother must’ve died because of you! Today, I’m going to

Maja’s beautiful eyes were cold and indifferent. She grabbed Cristina’s

the fragile peace they had

stood dumbfounded, her hand

hand on me again,

sank in,

so angry his hand was trembling. As her father, Maja knew she couldn’t retaliate, but from the moment he raised his