Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 951

After hearing what Fitch said, Maja thought to herself, “Damn, I’ve put my foot in it this time.

With so many maids in Greenfield Gardens, Fitch must’ve been asked the same question the moment he stepped foot in here.

She got it, and then she heard lan chime in.

“Maybe not now, but possibly in the future.”

That was him countering Fitch’s claim that she wasn’t the lady of the house.

lan laid his feelings out for Maja with no holds barred.

But Maja, sitting on the chair by the bed, quickly shot back, “That’s up in the air.”

She was currently discussing with senior management about how to handle Simstar Entertainment and didn’t have the bandwidth to consider her personal feelings.

To lan, however, this sounded like a diplomatic way of turning him down.

And she said it right in front of Fitch, no less.

He didn’t even have to look up to know that Fitch was probably shooting him one of those I–told–you–so and mocking looks.

He stared at the small table before him, stirring his porridge with a spoon.

Doing his best to hide his disappointment, he said, “I was just pulling your leg. Did you really think I cared about you?”

breathed a sigh of relief,

head back to Rosewood Manor. I have

paused. He could feel her coldness even

and intimacy that had built up over the

“Whatever you want.”

reminded him, “Don’t

and move around, he couldn’t even jog yet, his wound was healing

something to provoke her

afraid if he said something, Fitch might get the wrong idea and start

was pretty

still remember Mia’s

and put

and she clearly doesn’t

business. Quit butting in on

aback by the

growing more annoyed the more he

you and Tyler deliberately trying to sabotage

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the other was deliberately ruining his impression in front of

lan was genuinely upset, Fitch

to

he

lost his appetite and felt

seeing lan stirring his porridge, he started feeling

I should