Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 747

“Her love life ain’t my business no more,

He shut his laptop, checking the time and realizing it was time to hit the hay.

But he was restless tonight. He tried showering and laying in bed, but sleep was a no–show.

He picked up a book, trying to read, but the words seemed gibberish.

At 1 AM, he got dressed again and headed out.

This time, he drove himself, parking at the RosenGarden.

A couple of lights were still on in the RosenGarden. He cracked his car window open and lit up a ciggy.

Halfway through, he pulled out his phone and dialed Maja.

No answer on the other end.

He slumped back in his seat/staring blankly ahead, with no idea why he’d driven here in the middle of the night.

With a self–deprecating chuckle, he decided to head back home.

On the way, he passed by the Pennyfeather group’s headquarters. But he didn’t give a damn about the Pennyfeathers, so he didn’t even notice it was their building. A woman was frantically making a call at the entrance. !

It was Zoey, unable to reach Maja. The Star Movie group’s series had passed the review, smashing records on its premiere night. This was great news, the kind that should be shared with Maja.

But since the afternoon, her calls to Maja had gone unanswered.

Just a few hours ago, Maja had been nervously awaiting the viewing results with her.

Zoey was trying to hail a cab when she spotted a luxury car parked nearby and lan’s face in the window.

She tensed up.

lan and had heard about

though

“Mr. Raymond.”

called out politely.

He glanced over at her when he

Zoey swallowed.

call Maja all day, but she’s not answering. I’m

“Maja?”

Maja, your

so

Why was it always about

is incredibly important for

could finish, lan stepped

begging when she

“Mr. Raymond!”

from Maja that you two are on good terms. If something’s happened to her,

expression darkened. Good terms?

woman were anything but.

“Let go.”

somewhat intimidated by him, let go.

the gas, feeling rather ticked off. He thought he

She huddled in the dark room, feeling snakes slither over her

verge of a breakdown, curling up and trying not to think about the creepy crawlies.

didn’t know how much time had passed,

from the cold, starving, and fear was coursing through her

against the wall, the sound echoing in the room.

noise and checked the time, thinking she’d been like this for hours. They figured she was close to breaking down.

and the sound of Maja’s head hitting

had been going on

felt the pain. Whether her eyes were open