Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 810

lan was quick to shut the door, worried Maja might spit out more hurtful words.

He didn’t want to be stung by her sharp tongue any longer.

After closing the door, he fingered for a bit, catching the staff asking Maja if she needed anything.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, would you like a midnight snack? The chef has whipped up some chicken soup. Good for the stomach.”

Maja was about to decline, but the mention of chicken soup got her interested.

“Where do I eat it?”

“We’ll bring it to your room.”

She nodded, her stomach conveniently growling.

The staff smiled and asked, “Just a moment, please. The soup will be up shortly.”

lan stood quietly by the door until the voices died down, and he moved to the sofa.

The room was soundproofed, but he could still hear the sound of Maja’s shower. His heart was filled with tender feelings, and he couldn’t help but picture her in bed.

He’d never craved someone so much.

After a shower, while still in his towel, he got a call from Judson from Silverstone Enterprises.

I’d like to review it with you and Ms. Pennyfeather personally. I’ll add us all to a group chat, if that’s

kind of screw–up was a big no–no for a

his cool, but to his surprise, lan agreed after a

had always seen lan as a tough nut to crack, so his easy agreement was

issue now was a real blunder on Silverstone Enterprises‘ part. Jan sat on the sofa, seeing himself added to a group

her friend and knew what her profile picture looked like.

both turned on their mics,

has been caught fiddling with the books and has been taken away by the police. When we rechecked his records, we

mishaps could bankrupt a company. Thankfully, they caught it in time.

the old invoices and went through each one with Judson.

invited lan to join just as a witness.

a right to know, especially since Silverstone Enterprises and the

back to the first night they met at Riverside Haven, when she

grasped himself, and

to tune out Judson and

but he heard her laugh. Her laughter sent shivers down

pink. He never thought he’d do something like this.

“Mm.”

climax, he couldn’t hold

Maja’s side

a chill. Did he forget to mute his

the mic icon,

almost there but couldn’t quite finish.

Raymond, what are you doing? Mr. Judson has been asking you questions for a while

hear a hint of reproach in her