Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 829

He used to dodge his feelings for her, too lazy to understand it and screwed up a lot because of it.

Her cousin’s recent shenanigans pissed her off, so, understandably, she’s giving him the silent treatment now.

Maja, tense, pushed his hand away, afraid her paint–stained fingers would ruin the paper. She had to be careful not to press too hard.

She was working on the details, and a single misstep could ruin the entire painting.

“lan, if you’re bored, go downstairs, don’t bug me,” she said.

lan stopped talking, just quietly holding her waist, not saying a word.

Maja scolded him, but he wouldn’t listen. She just left him be and focused on finishing her painting.

Knock, knock.

Someone was at the door. Probably a servant bringing water.

Maja quickly pushed him away, but he stuck to her again.

She could tell this man was a bit childish.

Stubborn, always running his mouth, temperamental, and unpredictably cold to others.

“Let go!”

lan held her from behind, reluctantly let go and returned to his chair.

“Come in,” Maja called to the door.

Sure enough, a servant came in with a tray holding two cups of mint tea.

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“Mr. Raymond, Ms. Pennyfeather, you’ve been working hard. Holden asked me to bring you something.”

the two cups of mint

as she was about to switch to a larger one,

me do

snatched the used brush and

didn’t say anything, switched to another

a shadow appeared. He had picked up another brush

truly good–looking when he was focused on

staring at his

most handsome out of all the men

her hand steady as

finally put down her brush, her fingers

Finally done.

about to massage her shoulders, a beautiful hand reached over from the side and gently rubbed them.

“Mmm.”

She couldn’t help but moan, but the moment she realized it was lan’s hand,

can do it

sentence, his

were being massaged at the same time.

felt a little

the chair next to them, his eager gaze falling

was slightly panting, trying to push

pressed hard on a point on

where he was pressing, she quickly rebuked, “lan!”

stopped. “Did it hurt?”

was still panting, her cheeks flushed from

good, he was clearly taking advantage of

and this time, it was Holden’s

the painting? Dinner

immediately stood up and checked her

she quickly walked to

Grandpa Holden. Do you

need, go downstairs and look at the flowers. They’re all blooming in the

time for

his age, the old man enjoyed life the

agreed, “Alright,

he was following without a care for face. He wanted to say something