Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 194

Maureen caught up with lan as he stepped out of the Raymond family’s gate, letting out a long sigh.

“lan, I didn’t expect your grandpa to be that mad. I’m really sorry.”

“Maureen, it’s not your fault. Penny and I got ourselves into this.”

Mentioning Penny always seemed to rub Maureen the wrong way.

“Don’t think I’m butting in. Now that you’ve paid the price, you should cut ties with her. Otherwise, your grandpa might blow a bigger gasket and she might get caught in the crossfire.”

“I can handle my own business.”

Maureen bit her tongue, knowing that another word might rub lan the wrong way

lan got into his car. His back was hurting a lot, so he didn’t lean back against the seat

It was a real pain in the neck, making it hard for him to bear.

Just then, Maja called.

“Mr. Raymond, I’m at the hotel. Are you coming back tonight?”

lan’s hands gripped the steering wheel tight. He was sweating bullets and his lips turned a bit pale.

“Yeah.”

His tone was icy, then he hung up.

Maja waited for him in the hallway outside the hotel room, feeling at ease.

Maja breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded at him and got down to brass tacks. “Mr. Raymond,

up to her, not looking at her but

follow him into the room. She smelled something fishy, and her brow furrowed slightly.

wounds have healed by now?

the room, thinking of taking off his coat, but with Maja there, he thought better of it and sat down on the couch. “My

seemed he still remembered last night. Just not

didn’t make a fuss about that. She just worried he might think she kissed him on purpose when he was plastered.

since lan didn’t bring it up, she didn’t feel

“Yep.”

did the

a warm feeling inside. She didn’t expect him

It’s just that I’m not the most popular person there, so the designers who were affected have some

with my auntie about this. As for

for that night, it should

relieved, “Alright, thanks, Mr. Raymond. I’ll get back

danced on her lips,

her and

quiet, the atmosphere becoming

of them in a room, filling the air with a sense

bit off, so she got up

I’ll get going

she could finish, Jeff’s voice

are you

was holding a first–aid kit, obviously responding

stopped what she was doing and turned to

some sweat on his forehead, his face

for a bit, he