Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1207

When she returned to the room, she found lan still struggling to put on his shoes.

His slippers were right next to him, yet he just couldn’t seem to get them on. Eventually, he put them on backward and was heading for the bathroom, intending to join her for a bath.

Maja quickly restrained his wrist, securing the other end of the cuff to the bedpost.

“You rest here. I’ll be out after my shower.”

lan sat back down on the bed, his eyes lighting up momentarily at the sight of the cuff on his wrist.

“Maja, I like this game.”

She cursed him secretly, immediately grabbing her clothes to go shower.

Now she didn’t have to worry about the intoxicated lap wandering around the room and getting hurt.

After a quick shower, she picked up a hairdryer to dry her hair.

lan sat at the head of the bed, his gaze fixed on her unblinkingly.

After drying her hair, Maja walked over to uncuff him!

“Click.”

he rolled over and pinned

drunk tonight, and couldn’t

a few times, “Sleep

immediately complied, rolling off her and pulling her into

insomnia,

the public opinion online. She finally relaxed when she was

she listened to his soft breathing, Fitch’s words echoed in

was your attitude.

not sincere,

turned over, her gaze carefully tracing the

eyelashes were down, losing much of their sharpness in sleep.

watched, her heart

up and first dealt with a few emails on her laptop, then ordered the chef downstairs to prepare a stomach–warming

lan.

the studio to paint and found that

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to brushes,

lan she had made at

the painting at RosenGarden and had almost forgotten

placed in the most conspicuous

understood what

were always more touching

up, he felt a headache. His nose picked up the unique

look, but she wasn’t

and went into the bathroom to freshen