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.”

and pinned her down, hurriedly trying to undo her buttons.

too drunk tonight, and couldn’t manage it.

his hands, cooing a few times, “Sleep now,

immediately complied, rolling off her and pulling her into his embrace. He fell

mostly suffering from insomnia, and

opinion online. She

soft breathing, Fitch’s

he wanted was

not sincere, he would believe

turned over, her gaze carefully tracing the face before

eyelashes were down, losing much of their sharpness in

watched, her heart softened.

emails on her laptop,

lan.

to the studio to paint and found that all the paint had already

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to brushes,

of lan she had made at RosenGarden.

the painting at RosenGarden and had almost forgotten

neatly framed and placed in the most

what Fitch

actions were always more touching than

woke up, he felt a headache. His nose picked up

but she wasn’t there.

up, and went into