Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

lan was pushed back, stumbling a few steps backward.

Maja had already opened the door, half of her body sticking out.

But in the next second, he grabbed her waist, pulling her back into the room.

“Bang!” The door was closed again, and she turned around, now facing him.

His eyes were full of passion as if something was burning deep inside him.

Just that look alone was enough to get anyone’s blood pumping.

Maja instinctively stepped back, seemingly overwhelmed by his actions.

“lan, don’t do this, we’re not married.”

In fact, they had no relationship at all.

She was just wrapped in a towel, and because of the tension, her towel was about to slide off.

lan’s hand slipped under the towel.

“It’s your call about what we are.”

His breathing was uneven. He picked her up and walked to the cabinet by the window, setting her down.

had just turned off the room lights, making the room quite

atmosphere was too ambiguous, and she

towel, but without her consent, he didn’t take the next step. However, his deep voice echoed in her

and inexperienced in this. Do you want to give it

trying to push him off, but

the next second,

you want to, Maja? Do

front of her was

about to succeed, her phone

and her guard was instantly up.

away, blushing and flustered, grabbed her phone, wrapped herself back in the

now. You better pack

the same space

with a man,

left with lan alone. He turned on the lights, glanced

“Damn it.”

So damn

disappointment. Soon enough, Jeff called, cautiously asking.

I take all your clothes from Rosewood

ten sets

had asked him to leave, staying would only annoy

burning with anger, his body