Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1212

At eleven in the evening, a woman left the towering skyscraper, but it wasn’t Maja. It was her assistant

Wind stood in the shadows, planning to wait until the next day

Unaware of him, Zoey entered the waiting car and instantly felt an air of oppression around her.

A man sat in the back seat, lightly tapping his fingers on a book resting on his knee

It was her tum to keep him company tonight, but she really wanted to work overtime at the office. Unfortunately, her work was done

The man glanced in Wind’s direction, then withdrew his gaze, tugging slightly at the comers of his mouth

He made a quick call, then abruptly pulled Zoey towards him.

To your place?

He was asking her, but his tone left no room for refusal

Zoey was living in the same complex as other artists from the company. She was worried about being seen and quickly shook her head

“No”

The man raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent, “Then we’ll go to a hotel

He had specifically booked a presidential suite, to pamper her

didn’t dare say anything, hoping that Maja would call her at

were effective, as her phone began to ring. It was indeed Maja, asking if she had finished work and could deliver a document to Greenfield

up, and she felt revitalized

Pennyfeather I’m

Mr. Pennyfeather needs a document.

back.

complexion paled instantly. She wanted to leave on her own, but if she

as

find out about her relationship

they were two hundred meters from Greenfield Gardens, she couldn’t hold back any longer

“Stop the car

under enormous pressure, she said, “Just drop me here. I’ll come back after delivering the

she was thinking. He

out of the car, clutching her purse and ran towards the gates

by a servant that she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt a piercing gaze

spent the afternoon watching a movie. The atmosphere was

overtime, she remembered

flipped through a few pages, and looked up

a bit pale. Are you feeling

Zoey had not rested for two days, and she had a feeling that if she went with the man tonight,

“No.”

work so late, go home and rest. I’ll give you the day off tomorrow, come

pupils contracted sharply. She couldn’t help but grab Maja’s wrist, as if

taken aback and

have something you want to

silent for a few seconds,

here and work overtime with