Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 380

“You’re a bit green, seems like your hubby hasn’t taught you much.”

His excitement was palpable, his voice a little gravelly.

Maja was in a whirlwind of thoughts, too scared to even utter a word.

She was a bundle of nerves, half expecting someone to barge in at any moment, then freaking out when she thought someone might spot them from the building across.

In the end, his intense actions caused her to faint.

At 5 am, lan Raymond finally put his suit on her and carried her to his car.

If anyone had ever told him that he would end up getting frisky with a woman in his office, he would have called them crazy.

He was a workaholic and to him, his office was his sanctuary.

But there he was, spending the night with the woman in his arms in that very place.

He’d found out that he somehow liked the feeling.

Maja was so pooped she couldn’t even lift a finger. Ian tucked her into bed, intending to help her bathe, but her phone rang.

He frowned, seeing an unfamiliar number, and picked it up. A male voice came through.

Knox, I have your husband, Nathan. If you don’t respond to me, I’ll make things difficult for him, believe it or not!” The next second, lan’s face darkened. He hung up and looked at the woman on the bed who

her husband, no wonder she changed her

tightly,

her voice hoarse, too weak to

“Mr. Raymond.”

was really exhausted and

just held her

even sparing a glance at the ragdoll–like woman on the bed, he went to

those last two hours, deliberately wearing her down,

woke up, her

immediately, but the movement caused severe pain in her waist and made her gasp.

was no one in the room, lan must have

was a mess, not cleaned up

toy

fingers clenched the sheets tightly, she took a deep breath and angrily pulled the blanket

something and

but the pain made her grimace and she had to support

glanced at the clothes on the floor, they were torn

to go to the bathroom, when she saw the marks

not look any longer and quickly took

had no

was too embarrassed to text Carol Miller, afraid that her condition might cause trouble

no washing away those marks, and as the warm water ran from her head, all she could think of was the