Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 595

lan looked a bit perplexed, but he still got what Tyler was saying.

He put down his glass with a faint smirk on his lips.

“I offered her a billion, and she tore up the check and threw it in my face. I only asked for a month of her time. Did she feel ripped off?”

Tyler stifled a laugh, unable to picture such a scene, but it was totally something Penny might do.

He quickly raised his glass.

“Bottom line, you’re getting a divorce tomorrow. Your grandpa probably won’t care who you’re intò anymore. You should properly apologize to Penny. She must’ve been freaked out today. After all, women need some sweet talk. If you don’t butter her up, someone else will.”

They both knew who that someone else was without saying it out loud.

After all, lan and Penny were only secret lovers

But this guy clearly didn’t have the awareness of being a lover.

When Maja woke up at 3 a.m. to the sound of the doorbell outside the living room, she initially thought she had heard wrong and rolled over in bed.

She hadn’t been able to sleep for the two nights when lan had blindfolded her.

Or rather, she hadn’t slept much since her father passed away a week ago.

Now she was exhausted, knowing that it was him. Her mental burden wasn’t as heavy.

or twice, it was torture.

for ten minutes. Rita across the hall couldn’t stand it and opened her own door, only to see the man standing outside. She immediately held her breath, swallowed the curse she was about to

was afraid that one second slower and she

he tirelessly

all night, and she could sleep soundly, let alone just a doorbell

hour later, Maja still hadn’t opened the door. Ian skillfully took out his key and let

time and only let out a sigh of relief when she saw through the peephole that the man had gone in

since she was scared by Maja,

room, ripped off his tie, and called

No response.

1

=

and

bed, so he lifted the blanket,

up immediately when she smelled the faint scent

3

of bed, startled to see the man lying

didn’t even

door handle,

are you

moment, she felt a

already three–thirty in the morning, so

“Mr. Raymond.”

had already gotten up and was leaning

was discarded in the living room, his shirt buttons