Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 600

lan’s cheerful mood quickly turned sour, his aura noticeably colder.

He looked out the window, “Let’s head back to the hotel.”

Back in the hotel room, lan had just come out from a shower when he heard the doorbell.

Upon opening the door, he saw the lobby manager standing outside, respectfully holding a small suitcase

“Sir, this was left by one of the servants from Rosewood Manor. They said it’s your luggage from there.”

lan glanced at the ridiculously cheap suitcase that looked like something they’d pick up for a few bucks:

His eyebrows furrowed, a glint of disgust in his eyes, “Trash it.”

The manager hesitated for a moment, sensing lan’s annoyance, and quickly nodded.

Slamming the door shut, lan took out his phone, found Maja’s private number, and deleted it. He didn’t plan on having any more contact with this woman. Out of sight, out of mind.

He didn’t know that Maja had deleted his number from her phone earlier that evening when the servant brought the suitcase.

But she kept his work number, after all, the project at Greenfield Gardens still needed to be finished.

she was about to rest, her work phone received a message

hubby’s back?”

at Greenfield Gardens was done, she’d first delete lan’s

to his first message,

room last night, woke up and couldn’t

The ring?

the ‘pigeon

he’d gifted a bracelet worth millions before. This ring probably wasn’t cheap either. She didn’t want him to use this

Raymond, I’ll look for it tomorrow.”

words, it was too

person who only understood when others accommodated him,

over, or I’ll

What’s wrong with

got up, and checked the time–it was

hour without a hint

lan, after all.

cut ties with him, she went out, got in

seething the entire way. Her chest felt

her‘ seemed more ridiculous by the

she started looking for the ring.

should’ve been easy to find, but she scoured every inch of the room without any luck.