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.

Once she had completely won over

even imagined sending a wedding invitation to Maja, making her witness

her lips curl into

in conversation with her.

the exact location, and it was a bar on the outskirts of the

downtown.

the setting for a vicious

not the most reputable establishment, but it was popular among the lower–class crowd, the unemployed riffraff of Greenfield, and

frequented by blue–collar workers who found solace in the

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been there before, he had

his luxury car to a stop by the curb outside the bar, the unusual sight drew a few

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

after lan seemed to

heiress of the Sanders family and used to attending

her instinctively

didn’t seem to mind her, and he just started walking toward the

didn’t seem disappointed. She merely raised her eyebrows and

entered, the smell of cheap perfume mixed with strong alcohol hit her nostrils, making her want to

with a silver spoon in her mouth, had never witnessed such

the urge to vomit and tried to keep up with

in front of a