Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 886

Maja wanted to snap back at him but suddenly remembered her promise to Beck.

She had taken Beck’s money, Shawn was already in a Hollywood crew, and here she was, having a pleasant chat with lan.

She bowed her head, gripping the sheets tightly, feeling utterly shameless.

But she had to face the music, and she couldn’t compete with Beck’s sister.

She said, “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t know him.”

lan, “You guys never had anything/going on, right?”

She replied, “That’s right.”

lan’s tone was cold, his gaze icy. He watched her, some emotion flickering in his eyes.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he returned to his calm self.

He asked, “If I slept with you a few more times, would you forget about him?”

She replied, “No.”

lan’s hand hung naturally at his side, but at her response, his fingers–slightly withdrew. A faint smile played at his lips, but his eyes held a cold undertone.

him, I’m that beneath you,

but she had to

“Mr. Raymond, if you’re comparing yourself to

cabinet nearby, making a loud noise.

eyes filled with

didn’t meet his gaze, and she just bowed her head.

didn’t say anything,

time until his calves

gave a cold laugh, turned around, and left as if he would

someone had criticized him like this was when his

and his grandma Edith both said he

would always say, “Your brother does everything better

family, you’d be a star.

perfect scores because that’s the only score possible. He’d get them all if there were a thousand points or ten thousand. But you

suspected that he had killed Eric out of

Selena suspected him.

Edith suspected him.

capable of killing his own brother, so don’t mess with him. He’s

carried that label for many

was not to be someone else’s

was just lan, not Eric’s

him that he was once again being compared

a stranger’s fingernails? Was he really that bad?