Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 172

“Ryan, you’re spot on! Penny is indeed a gem. Her interior design skills are off the charts and her portrait painting is top–notch!”

Recently, Ryan decided to keep his nose clean and he’s been treating Rita well, with the two of them keeping in touch.

But when he saw this photo, his eyebrows shot up and he forwarded it to lan without a second thought.

“Bro?”

It was already 10 p.m. and lan had reached the Pennyfeather family’s doorstep.

The Pennyfeathers had called Holden for dinner. He had to be there, but he could choose when to show up.

The Pennyfeather’s dining table was laden with mouthwatering dishes, filling the house with delicious smells. But the atmosphere was tense as those seated around the table wore stern expressions.

It was dinner time, but lan and Maja were nowhere to be found. Maja hadn’t even picked up her phone yet.

Neil was so angry that he was about to faint, and Cristina was still adding fuel to the fire. “I told you, your daughter isn’t as devoted to you as you think. She’s independent now and doesn’t care about how you feel. You just got out of the hospital and she dares to upset you. She clearly doesn’t value you.”

Neil’s hands trembled as his doctor had cautioned him to stay in the hospital given his health condition.

But with the successful completion of the second round of funding and the company’s affairs to handle, Neil didn’t want to hand over the reins at such a crucial time.

considering transferring his shares to Maja so she wouldn’t struggle if anything happened to

was meant to boost the Pennyfeather’s influence, but as a father,

Selena Casson’s attitude, Neil was genuinely worried.

had been waiting since 6 p.m. The food had been reheated several

call lan, he didn’t even know his

knew the old

starving, couldn’t help but complain.

starve the kids. Tricia can’t handle this stress, and Glenn has been working all

this, Neil softened a

working diligently at the family’s company without any major issues.

out a sigh, reckoning that they really wouldn’t

“Let’s eat.”

as he said this, a servant ran in

pulled up. It might be Mr.

abruptly. Could it

felt a flicker of hope.

once gifted Maja a Rolls–Royce umbrella, suggesting

right away, but

for?

her daughter’s excited face and