Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 945

Maja dashed down to the kitchen in the basement but found the fridge in Greenfield Gardens was empty.

She bolted out the door, zooming to the nearest supermarket to grab some grub.

From shopping to cooking, it only took her twenty minutes.

When the tacos were plonked in front of lan, he eyed them with a furrowed brow

“You whipped these up so fast?”

Maja sat down, her face alight with anticipation. “Yeah, give it a shot.”

lan looked at her, his face turning cold.

“Is this the junk you’re trying to fob me off with?”

1 haven’t made them for anyone else.”

That seemed to take the wind out of his sails.

“Really?” Ian’s lips twitched into a smirk. “Actually, these look pretty yummy.”

No sooner had he taken the first bite, Maja popped the question.

“Ian, can I borrow your private jet?”

almost choked on his

cold, and he considered dropping the

a napkin from the side and

been hit with a stun gun, and didn’t

cleaning up, Maja put the napkin back on

thing I need to do and might need your private jet, probably the day after tomorrow.”

“Just one jet?”

Maja nodded.

you make breakfast

“Sure.”

out her

savored his tacos, pausing when he

realized that she was pretty shrewd. She knew she couldn’t go head–to–head with the Casson family, but

was cunning and crafty. He thought Cornelia would still forgive him, so he was

about to go to Hollywood for a movie. She could return after her scenes were

meantime, Maja would fake Cornelia’s death back home,

Omar realize Cornelia’s

back, Omar would toe the line.

was still into Cornelia, she could control him.

plan, a fake death and

her Hollywood gig was still

3 2 5 F &

out a long sigh, but then she remembered Alma’s