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?”

of relief, then stood up.

to Rosewood Manor. I

her coldness even if

intimacy that had built up

“Whatever you want.”

him, “Don’t exert

around, he couldn’t even jog yet, his

to provoke her but held

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

cold weapons, Fitch was pretty emotionless about everything

remember Mia’s

stretched out his legs and put his feet

she clearly

own business. Quit

taken aback by

a few more times, growing more annoyed the

and Tyler deliberately trying to

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was deliberately ruining his impression in front of Maja. Were they

upset, Fitch quickly

going to do

can he

lost his appetite and felt uneasy.

Now, seeing lan stirring his

should go?”