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.

knew lan and had heard about him from

once engaged, though they’d called it

“Mr. Raymond.”

out politely.

steering wheel. He glanced over at her

Zoey swallowed.

but she’s not

“Maja?”

Maja, your

so she asked lan

Why was

today is incredibly important for us, Mr. Raymond, Could you?”

lan

above begging when she was genuinely worried about Maja.

“Mr. Raymond!”

Maja that you two

darkened.

woman were anything but.

“Let go.”

still somewhat intimidated by him,

off. He thought he shouldn’t have gone out

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

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

how much time had passed, even hallucinating

the cold, starving, and fear was

against the wall, the sound echoing in

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

weather outside was clear, and the sound

been going on for hours.

no longer felt the pain. Whether her eyes were open or closed,