Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 388

lan plonked himself down at the desk nearby and dove back into his paperwork.

“Need something?”

“Herbert has a painting up for auction soon, and you seemed to fancy his work before. If you’re planning to go, could you take me with you?”

Carlene sounded a little flirtatious as she eyed the food on the table and slowly took a seat.

“I haven’t eaten yet, mind if you join me?”

lan’s gaze remained glued to his documents.

“We can discuss that later.”

“lan, I remember you were really into Herbert’s style back in the day. I even went out of my way to learn from him, but he’s not taking on new students anymore. His last student was apparently a young guy:

Carlene seemed a bit miffed. “I bet it’s one of his relatives or something.”

lan’s brow furrowed slightly. “Carlene, I have work to do.”

Ever since Carlene had arrived, she had had a hunch that something was off about the place. It was her feminine intuition kicking in.

“lan, I don’t think anyone cleaned the room this morning.”

She planned to check the bedroom, but lan didn’t respond.

When Carlene opened the bedroom door, she spotted two pillows on the bed. If there was only one person sleeping, the other pillow should have been put away.

Her eyebrows knitted together in worry. She headed straight for the closet.

when she heard

if she was discovered, she’d be in

the closet door, lan appeared in the doorway, his arms folded across his chest and said in a matter–of–fact tone,

like people

she’d barged into his bedroom!

back and gave him a smile.

of buying you some ties. Wanted to see what kind of suits you usually

call her out but returned to the living

follow him,

sigh of relief when she

room, Carlene’s voice was low.

know you wouldn’t go for other women.”

pen back in hand,

worried that he was mad, and her unease

you’re attending the auction, I can be your plus

“Mmm.”

leave his

heartbroken, and begrudgingly headed for the

from behind

the room

face crumpled in embarrassment. Since everyone thought she and lan were tying the knot, she had the upper

she’d asked the lobby manager for the room card, he’d handed

clearly a sign of

her mouth, feeling awkward, and bit

“Got it.”

the room, her eyes

in his room last time, she was