Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 813

He got up and headed out, but as he settled into his car, his hands felt stiff on the wheel.

He had no right to question her.

Just as he had once treated marriage like a game or a burden, she shared the same sentiment. It explained why she kept the person she liked a secret while waiting for a divorce.

lan found it amusing that, considering all the effort he put into seeking a divorce, she was the one who wanted it more.

His brow furrowed, and his face was gloomy as hell.

But he held it together and drove back to Greenfield Gardens, intending to patch up the wound on his back.

Meanwhile, Maja had arrived at the private room in the bar where she was meeting Wilma.

But Wilma was here for a different reason today. Lately, she had been forced to meet these bigwigs who treated her like a commodity; some even asked her agent right in front of her, How much for a night?

These wealthy men had no respect for a female artist like her; she gritted her teeth, putting up with their disgusting behavior.

Tonight was no different; Colin Paisley requested her company.

Just a bit more, she told herself, and then she could join the Star Movie group and be with Elvis.

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Inside were not only Colin but also a few prominent producers, each one a big shot.

It was like walking into the lion’s den.

to be pulled by the

been protecting. Quite cute

if she’s young. I

man turned to

twenty and has no boyfriend at university. Very clean. As for whether

test that

men in the room started laughing, as if it were all

well protected by Elvis. Even after he left, she had accompanied these

a man’s hand crept under her skirt, she didn’t hesitate,

silenced the room.

touched his face, feeling utterly

“What the hell?!”

was slammed onto the coffee table, and the man was about to take her right

open, and Maja walked in

was well–known in Greenfield, recognized by anyone with a bit of status.

quickly pulled up his pants, while

asked Maja, “Is this

Knowing who was in this room, she realized that Wilma was in trouble tonight. Luckily, she bumped

her out. I’ll handle

“Thank you.”

immediately went over and helped

her face, let out a whimper, and asked

Maja; come on, let’s get you out

to her sleeve, afraid she would leave her

herself for Elvis, even if the man was