Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 902

He never went back home, and even the Bennitt clan had no clue whether he was still alive.

Later on, Tyler discovered that his little brother had a crush on that girl for years. Seeing his own brother with the girl he was head over heels for with like a punch to the gut.

In this world, no one could stay loyal in love forever. If one didn’t work out, just move on to the next. That had always been Tyler’s life motto. But he never imagined his way of life would cost him this much. Yet, he didn’t think he was in the wrong. He just thought his brother was too soft, too sensitive, and he shouldn’t have fallen for a girl like that. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t get hurt, and wouldn’t run away.

If his brother had been chill about it, maybe they could have shared the girl. Tyler had always been easy–going about these things. As long as everyone was having fun, he didn’t see a problem. But clearly, his brother drew the line somewhere higher.

A son of the Bennitt family ran away from home for a girl, no news about him dead or alive. A golden boy from the Raymond family took on a dangerous mission for a woman. As it turned out, those who took love too seriously never ended well.

And now, Tyler watched as lan geared up for his risky mission.

was brought up in a loving environment, and he was a smooth operator in love. But lan grew up neglected. He threw caution to the wind when it came to love. And when it reached the peak, when it was out of control, that’s when disaster strikes. Before that, Tyler felt he

could happen. On the spacious balcony, both of

punched him on the shoulder, laughing, “I’ve written so many soap

and replied absent–mindedly,

still made him happy. It was as if the joy was seeping out of every cell in his body, unstoppable. Maybe it was a form of self destruction. The more joy he reaped from her, the more loneliness would come back tenfold, a hundred fold when she left. But he was willing to endure

utterly helpless. All

head was throbbing with pain, but she remembered to take Coco with her when she came back. She rested

quietly reading documents in his bed.

to him. “I’m sorry, I messed up the lunch”

good spirits, Ms. Pennyfeather, don’t say that I should be grateful. If you had eaten that food, it might

clear he knew, one more bite could have been life threatening. Maja was moved, her throat felt like

way here. She just found out about Elvis’s incident, and it scared the life out of her Seeing Elvis, Wilma’s