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.

room lights, making the room quite dim.

ambiguous, and she

he didn’t take the

twenty–four and inexperienced in this. Do you want

push him off,

hand, and the next second, he kissed her lips.

you want to, Maja? Do

Everything in front of her

was about to succeed, her phone suddenly

was ruined and

wrapped herself back in the towel, and ran to

You better pack

they stayed in the same space any longer, things would go

might lose control being alone with

alone. He turned on the

“Damn it.”

close. So damn

disappointment. Soon enough, Jeff called,

should I take all your clothes from Rosewood

were about ten sets in total.

Maja had asked him to leave, staying

burning with anger, his body full of