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.

it or not!” The next second, lan’s face darkened. He hung up and looked at the woman on the bed who was too tired to speak. He

no wonder

instantly. He held Maja tightly, and started

jolted awake, her voice hoarse, too weak

“Mr. Raymond.”

exhausted and wished he would stop.

held her by the

he went

didn’t let up in those last two hours, deliberately wearing her down, leaving marks

up, her whole body ached.

the ceiling, she tried to sit up immediately, but the movement caused severe pain in her waist and made her gasp.

in the room,

a mess, not

she was just a toy for him to vent his frustration.

took a deep breath and angrily pulled the blanket over

of something and let

of bed, but the pain made her grimace and she had to support herself on the edge of the bed

the clothes on the floor, they were

herself to go to the bathroom, when she saw the marks on her neck, her pupils dilated.

any longer and quickly took a shower.

had no

text Carol Miller, afraid that her condition might cause trouble

was no washing away those marks, and as the warm water ran from her head, all she could think of was the intensity with which he’d held