Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1095

Upon hearing his words, Zoey felt a wave of nausea wash over her

However, her phone was held captive in the man’s hand, making it impossible for her to end the call

On the fine, Murray kept babbling about Zoey’s virtues from the past: always having a bowl of soup ready for his hangovers, always having antacids in the car, and always picking him up no matter how late he came home, even when she herself was swamped with work

After three minutes of Murray’s rambling speech, a man’s laughter echoed from the other end

“Zoey, your husband wanted to hear your voice”

That sentence was utterly despicable, trampling on Zoey’s dignity as if it were nothing but dirt

Her face turned ashen in an instant She tried to reach for her phone with all her might, but the man abruptly accelerated, causing her to whimper in pain.

Murray wasn’t a fool He had been with Evelyn enough times to know exactly what was happening on the other end of the line

Back when Zoey was with him, she always avoided kissing him, saying she wasn’t ready emotionally.

But now in such a short span of time, she could engage in such activities with another man while on the phone

You slut he spat, “when I wanted to be with you, you claimed to be traumatized, But look at you now, so willing with someone else Zoey, how low can you stoop? Did you sell yourself after leaving me? Is that why someone would want to touch you? I bet you willingly slept with your stepfather, too, didn’t you? You’re nothing but filth, letting any man have his way with you, huh?”

no mercy Her rears stained the couch, but

tears of a woman he didn’t care for only

her dignity was being trampled upon and her character maligned by these two

people seven years ago, thinking of Murray as

folly for climbing into that man’s bed seven years

trembling body, she listened to Murray’s insults, feeling utterly humiliated.

in

you please finish that quickly I beg

was hardly audible, but Murray heard it and responded with another

sobs, but the man

valid point. You do seem to have a knack

gripping the couch tightly, no

call, his actions becoming even more

this one–sided venting finally ended.

brief glance and headed for the

a fresh suit, leaving the old one on the couch.

looked as immaculate as

a blanket over herself as he instructed, “Wash my suit by hand. I’ll wear it

“Okay”

here, take a shower, and wait for me. Don’t let anyone know about us

“Okay”

head down, agreeing to whatever