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.

had heard about him from

engaged, though they’d

“Mr. Raymond.”

out

hand was on the steering wheel. He glanced over at her

Zoey swallowed.

Maja all day, but she’s not answering.

“Maja?”

your

so she asked lan for help.

clearly annoyed. Why was it

today is incredibly important for us, Mr.

she could finish, lan stepped on

when she

“Mr. Raymond!”

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

expression darkened. Good terms?

and that woman were

“Let go.”

somewhat intimidated by

feeling rather ticked off. He thought he shouldn’t have gone

dark room, feeling snakes

curling up and trying

know how much time had passed, even hallucinating at times.

the cold, starving, and fear was coursing through her

the wall, the

and checked the time, thinking she’d been

the sound of Maja’s head hitting the wall was

had been going

were open or closed, all she saw was