Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1100

lan snagged a tissue from the box nearby, wiping the trace of blood from his mouth corner.

Thinking about Maja and Eric doing God knows what, far away from Greenfield, probably mocking him while they were at it, calling him a fool for being played by a woman, made his eyes water, and his fingers clenched the edge of the desk.

His phone buzzed, a call from Jeff claiming he had located Pearson’s exact whereabouts.

“Boss, are you coming with us?” Jeff asked.

lan needed to do something to keep himself busy. He rose from his chair without hesitation, only to be stopped by Judith tugging at his suit.

“I want to come too, and you did say you’ll consider me. Can I tag along? I promise I’ll keep my distance and not bother you.”

lan didn’t reply, merely yanking his suit out of her grip.

Judith smiled at his reaction and followed him out quietly.

Down in the underground parking, Judith had initially wanted to sit in the passenger seat but

reconsidered and took the backseat instead.

“lan, you

don’t have to worry. I won’t push you. I’ve said that I would wait for you, so I won’t do anything that puts you in a difficult position.”

Probably, Maja used to sit in the front seat.

she had completely won over lan, she would make Maja pay

a wedding invitation to Maja,

thought of it made her lips curl

with her.

had sent the exact location, and it was a bar on the outskirts of the city, not too far from

downtown.

bar was a shady place, rumored to have been the setting for a vicious

among the lower–class crowd, the unemployed riffraff of Greenfield, and young girls who had taken to smoking

also frequented by blue–collar workers who found solace

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had never been there before, he had

the bar, the unusual sight drew a few whistles from the crowd.

when they saw it was just a man stepping out, the interest

stepping out after lan seemed to pique their

Sanders family and used to attending high society parties.

place made her instinctively lean closer to lan

didn’t seem to mind her, and he just

seem disappointed. She merely raised her eyebrows

they entered, the smell of cheap perfume mixed with strong alcohol hit her nostrils, making her want to throw up. She never realized this was how the lower class

mouth, had never witnessed such a scene

to vomit and tried to keep up

in front of a drunk man.