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

about to switch to a larger one, lan came

do it.”

brush and

switched to another brush and continued painting.

shadow appeared. He had picked up another brush and

his face was truly good–looking when he was

at his face

handsome out of all the men she’d met.

her gaze, her hand steady

finally put down her brush, her

Finally done.

a beautiful hand reached over from the side and gently rubbed

“Mmm.”

the moment she realized it was lan’s hand, she snapped back

do it myself.”

sentence, his other hand landed on her waist.

at the same time. It felt incredibly relaxing..

felt a little unsteady.

helped her to the chair next to them, his eager gaze falling on her

panting, trying to push

on a point on her waist,

pressing, she quickly rebuked, “lan!”

“Did it hurt?”

was still panting, her

though the massage felt good, he was clearly

knocked again, and this

the painting? Dinner is almost

immediately stood up and checked

she quickly walked

Holden. Do you want to take a

downstairs and look at the flowers. They’re all blooming

time for

his age, the old man enjoyed life

agreed, “Alright, let’s go

lan and found that he was following without a care for face.