Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 892

Omar was approaching now, still handsome as ever but with a chilly aura.

Cornelia recalled the first night she met him, when he looked all banged up. He told her he was a delivery guy who got into a fistfight with a kid who stole his delivery.

At that moment, she sympathized with him. They were just ordinary people struggling to make ends meet.

“Cornelia, Alma might need some time to accept you, but it’s cool. I’ll get her to.”

His words were full of care for his sister, as though it would be a great stroke of luck for Cornelia to become his wife.

Cornelia found his words laughable. She wanted to slap him, but her hand was still healing. She couldn’t afford to injure it again because of him.

Seeing her silent, Omar mistook it for agreement.

“I won’t hold your kid against you. Just don’t be so impulsive next time.”

As soon as he finished, Cornelia looked up at him.

Omar, who was initially a bit soft–hearted and happy to see her, now clearly saw disgust in her eyes.

Pure hatred.

He took a step back as she said, “Omar, even if all the men in the world die, I wouldn’t be with you. Don’t bother me again, or else.”

“Or else what?” Omar tried to grab her hand, but she violently shook him off.

“Or else I’ll show you that I can sleep with other men just as I did with you. After all, I’m not pure anymore, right?”

looking at her determined profile with a sense of fear. Cornelia was really capable of doing such

was

that moment, another man got out of

bar, but Omar stopped the car when they

what are you doing?”

was just a regular rich kid from Greenfield. He was friends with Omar and just hitched a ride with him

out of the car, a beautiful woman walked up to him, wrapped her arms around his

shocked by her kiss. He quickly hugged Cornelia and spun her around, pinning her

bullet whizzed past his shoulder. He let go of her immediately, looking pale at Omar, who was just a

straight from hell, looking at him with a

to the ground in terror, crawling

saw it, right? She initiated it and she

of her mouth, but she didn’t say

the man begging for mercy. He was a waste of space, only interested in sleeping with female celebrities. His family was well–off too.

a gunshot rang out.

the man in the head.

Omar would do this. It was just

very street, he dared to fire a gun in public.

and the next second, her chin was grabbed.

furious, pointed the smoking gun at her cheek without hesitation.

with a

so angry that his hand was

the gun from him, aimed at his chest, and pulled

to hurt her, but she showed no mercy.

the bullet would have hit