Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 324

Not too far from this bar, there’s a good–looking waiter.

He cast a glance and happened to see Maja being dragged into a private room by two guys.

It’s the only bar in town with no surveillance because it attracts all sorts of people and is always packed. There’s a big sign at the entrance saying – if you lose your stuff, the bar ain’t taking the blame.

So most people come here for a bit of a thrill.

The waitstaff here gets paid a lot more than those in other bars because they sometimes got to deal with customers getting handsy.

Felix had a tray in his hand, but he didn’t really want to get involved, even though he recognized Maja, who was Carol’s good friend.

But then Carol called to say she was coming to check out his workplace.

Felix frowned. Now he had to step in.

With a stern look, he quickly handed off the tray to a coworker and headed in the direction Maja was dragged.

By then, Maja had been tossed into the room, her back slamming against the wall so hard it felt like her stomach would come up.

She heard the two men talking in a daze.

else Ms. Shepard asked for? Take her clothes

about to

she grabbed a bottle off the table and smashed it against one guy’s

his head split

that kind of strength. One of them raised his hand to strike her.

blocked it with the remainder of the bottle, causing him to gasp in pain.

to the door. But the

you think you’re going,

wasn’t Maja’s first time dealing with this. Last time, lan saved her. But this time, she

bottle to her neck.

aback and froze, afraid she’d slit her throat.

bottle, now just half its size, was in her hand. The sharp edge had punctured her skin, blood trickling down and standing out

gripped the bottle tightly, smirking coldly at the two

closer, and I’ll slit my throat.”

choose death than be humiliated by them.

snapped her back to reality. She realized that the men were actually somewhat panicked when she

they were afraid she’d die. She was still lan’s wife. If she died, Holden

were raped, she would struggle to talk about it

a cruel scheme.

you think we’d care if you

the guts, kill