Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 967

Jeff wanted to stick up for Maja, but he was clueless as to why she left the town at that moment.

He had to admit that he was a bit let down. He’d hoped Maja would hang in there longer, even if she couldn’t lend any help, her mere presence was a testament to her affection for the CEO.

But her timing for throwing in the towel made one question whether she’d ever truly harbored feelings for lan.

The room fell silent, and lan gazed out of the window where darkness had already set in.

That night, a lot of folks wouldn’t fall asleep.

Many were keeping tabs on the events of the Raymond family, perhaps, many were also concerned about lan’s fate.

Would the once arrogant lan finally meet his defeat?

Everyone was hoping for time to speed up, except for lan, ‘who was constantly eyeing the clock on the wall, his gaze growing heavier by the day.

A day later, Maja had driven to that town. Having lost her way, she’d wasted an afternoon, and by the time she had arrived, it was already evening.

She made a call to the number that had texted her.

They didn’t pick up, so she found a hotel.

At seven in the evening, she once again dialed the number, and that time the call connected for a few seconds, but was quickly hung up.

She sat by the window, overlooking a river that meandered through the entire town, a few boats floating on the water.

The town filled with rustic charm, had drawn in a fair share of tourists in recent years.

phone buzzed. She’d received a text with the name

immediately grabbed the ring and letter, stood up, and began asking locals

followed the waiter into the courtyard

the entire yard, with ribbons intertwined

a scene was incredibly

she felt as if she’d

stood in the shadows, a silhouette barely

no longer the one who had once encouraged her

had broken their pact and

attitudes towards each other had also changed

eyes, walked closer, and politely

didn’t turn around, as if he hadn’t heard her.

about to say

more mature than she

how she’d cried over the letter, and

a while, Patric.”

her hair as he

he turned and walked towards

bit taken aback, but quickly

in a white shirt and black trousers, he looked young and gentle as ever, but his

few hundred

called

the

of the little girl who

their

the letter, but the agreed time has passed, I can’t accept this

man who had once stirred her heart. Ian’s jealousy would