Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1092

7 o’clock in the evening

Downtown Greenfield.

lan stared at the documents in his hands, his eyes hardly blinking.

Earlier in the evening, he had visited the old family home one last time, sorting through the few belongings his grandfather had left behind

His grandfather hadn’t left much, no extra inheritance for his descendants, and now the bulk of the shares in Raymond Corporation were firmly in lan’s grasp Regardless of how much others might wrestle for it, they couldn’t stir up any significant trouble

Ian had hoped that spending time sorting through his grandfather’s belongings would distract him from thoughts of Maja.

But the code to unlock the box was like a needle, piercing deep into his heart

He remembered the time he had tried to rescue Maja during an earthquake and the door that wouldn’t open.

In his unconscious state, he saw Maja desperately trying different combinations, and finally, the door opened

He had trusted her so much then that he never for a moment thought it was anything other than a coincidence. How likely could someone guess the correct code after only a few tries?

He had never questioned her motives, his mind filled with the life–and–death experiences they had shared

code was Eric’s birthday, the same as the one for

passwords were that same sequence of

just thinking about it made lan feel sick as if he had been slapped across the face several

had been so fresh, and she had whispered stories of her childhood to him while clinging to his back. Occasionally. she would swing her legs like a child and wipe the sweat off

the road could go on forever, stretching out into the

his own naivety. If she had been acting all this time, then her acting skills were simply

never felt anything for

as it felt like self–torture. The sweet moments between them were far too few. Initially, their relationship was purely transactional, and even after they confirmed

confirming their relationship was the start of their love story, not expecting it to be a fleeting moment that

the darkness of the living room, lan could barely distinguish himself from the surrounding shadows

Gardens had left early, leaving him alone in the mansion.

his grandfather’s belongings, he heard the doorbell ring.

see anyone, he ignored it

“Tan, open up

opened the door to find Tyler holding a

them letting themselves

wine bottles on the coffee

been saving these for years, have a drink Phelps will join us too, and he should be here in about ten minutes”

by his grandfather’s passing,

was unusually dark, with only a few lights on

nobody moved to turn it on, and perhaps the dim setting was