Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 170

“Can you stop worrying about it? They’re my parents, not yours, and you’ve got plenty of issues in your own house, right? Stop bothering me, I’m leaving.”

“Go ahead, I’ve already called the police. If you leave, that woman will be arrested.”

Leo stopped in his tracks, his face twisting in frustration.

Maja was relentless, “I’ll have someone take you back and I’ll immediately notify your family to pick you up.”

“You!”

Leo softened his tone.

“Can you leave me alone? I’d rather starve to death than return to that home.”

lan’s car window was down, he had been there during the last argument between Maja and this man.

But Leo’s accent was thick, lan could only catch the gist of it, and he wasn’t particularly interested in his family affairs.

Yet, he didn’t instruct the driver to leave, as the driver was still recovering from the shock.

Maja knew lan was still around, she didn’t want to lose her composure in front of him again, so she made a call.

two burly bodyguards got out, grabbed Leo like a chicken, and tied his hands

to go this far, he wanted to resist, but seeing the

time to his parents, telling them they’ve found Leo and they should prepare to pick him up. Daly and Susan were somewhat incredulous, they felt they owed Maja a lot, so Susan brought up

forehead absentmindedly, accidentally

the faint light from the car roof reflected in his eyes. Maybe the night breeze was comforting. She didn’t hear Susan’s question, instead she found herself admiring lan’s facial features again, they were perfect, so much so that it made her want

his fingertips, he was like a masterpiece intricately carved by God, the best model for an

to still be on the call and held her

“I gotta go.”

call had ended a few seconds ago, she opened

distinct sound of the camera shutter echoed, Maja felt the

quiet that she wished she could hide in a ‘crack in the ground.

an eyebrow, looking over at

fingers lightly on the window frame, his wrist taut, exuding an

the chilly atmosphere lingered for a while, a faint smile reflected in his eyes.

up, she awkwardly changed the

won’t disturb you any longer, sorry about earlier. I’ll invite you to dinner

that said, she practically bolted into her car, stomping on the gas, eager to get as far away as possible.

encounter with lan somehow left her

to her newly purchased house in a neighborhood called RosenGarden, a romantic name that earned it the nickname “rich second generation’s lover district“.