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.

Compared to him, I’m that beneath

continue this conversation, but she had to remember

yourself to him, you’re not even worth his nail

a cabinet nearby, making a loud noise.

her, his eyes filled

meet his gaze, and she

anything,

for a long time until

a while, he gave a cold laugh, turned around, and left

this was when his

both said he wasn’t even worth

“Your brother does

were born in any other family, you’d be a star. But tough luck,

perfect scores because you’ve briefly mastered the test material. Your brother gets perfect scores because that’s the only score possible. He’d get them

death, everyone suspected that he had killed Eric out of

Selena suspected him.

Edith suspected him.

own brother, so

label for many years,

dream was not to be someone else’s

just lan, not Eric’s brother.

memories, reminding him that he was once

stranger’s fingernails? Was he really that bad?