Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 246

Was lan going to make it back to Greenfield today?

She spotted his ride at Crystalbrook Valley yesterday, but she had to split since her own car needed some TLC at the garage

Now Maja had set up shop in a hotel room, with no distractions on the horizon. She had camed her meds with her, given the frequent hospital visits she made these days.

But as she strode into the hotel lobby, she was told there had been a mix up with her reservation and someone else has claimed her room.

“Apologies, ma’am. As a make-good for our n mistake, we’ve upgraded you to the Presidential Suite, on the house.”

Maja looked down at the keycard in her hand, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth. She was on the same floor as lan, and there were only two Presidential Suites on that floor.

She gave her forehead a nub, and took the card, but said nothing. All she wanted now was some shut-eye.

Once in the elevator, she leaned against the comer, eyes closed. The doors slid open again, and there stood lan and Jeff

Neither of them expected to bump into her in the elevator. lan’s brow furrowed, and a glint of something deeper flashed in Jeff’s eyes

men stepped in, and Jeff picked up

I’ve already booked her a table for dinner

upon seeing the two men, she

the elevator reflected everyone distinctly, lan stood at

quietly in the corner Perhaps due to lack of sleep, her eyes were half-closed. She was already a stunner, but her

from yesterday at Crystalbrook Valley, with her standing outside. The sun was shining brightly then, but she seemed as if she could

gaze, her long, thick eyelashes

reached the top floor and lan stepped out first. But as he walked to his room, he heard a

“You got a

go to Samuel for help with

voice was soft, but Maja was too muddled to hear him. She simply walked past him, heading to the

lan feeling a bit awkward. A stiffness crossed his face, his

into his room, unbuttoning a few buttons on

to have seen

sent the restaurant’s location to your phone. Here are the documents you’ll

the couch, nodding slightly, a

Pennyfeathers didn’t contact

“None