Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1282

“Tan, I’m hungry

She fumbled for the staircase beside her, intending to make her way downstairs.

Instead, lan came closer, scooped her up bridal style

“I’ll carry you down to prevent any accidents”

“Alright.”

She nodded, obediently letting him hold her smelling that distinct cool scent of his that always reassured her.

When they reached the living room downstairs, her hand felt around the table

Soon a meal of light dinner was served in front of her

lan picked up the spoon, “Let me feed you”

“Alright

She smiled, opening her mouth to accept the food.

After they finished, lan helped her back upstairs to rest

lan, didn’t you say it was daytime? Can I sit on the couch for a bit?”

She wasnt ready to sleep yet

“Maja, you need to rest. It will help your eyes recover quicker”

“Okay then

She didn’t say anything else, allowing him to guide her to the bedroom. Once she was on the bed, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist

“I can’t sleep alone. Can you stay with me?”

right back I have some work to take care of

then go ahead”

waist, listening to the

room was filled with the same scent, a

squatted down, her fingertips grazed the floor, her

Greenfield Gardens was her design, she knew every detail by heart, especially the flooring of

was a wooden floor she had personally found in Crystalbrook Valley,

Crystalbrook Valley for this

the room she was in was very

of the doors and dining table were identical to Greenfield Gardens.

find, but the wooden floor was hard

Greenfield Gardens, someone had created a house similar to Greenfield Gardens for her

was not lan, but

lan’s, but with

for a moment, her complexion changed, but

room was identical to Greenfield Gardens, even the fabric of the curtains

hadn’t noticed the peculiarities of the floor, she would never

were sweaty, but she had no choice but to lie down on the bed, pretending

a nap, there was still no one in

not being able to see

was identical to Greenfield Gardens, who was this man who had confined her?

it Mr P

palms were shaking slightly, but

she took a deep breath, fumbling her way downstairs

from the kitchen. She heard lan’s voice. He seemed to be asking the chef how to chop vegetables

fumbled her way to the kitchen door, listening to him

don’t you sleep a bit

lan, even his pauses

heart was racing but

cooking? Can I come help? You

“Alright

slowly led her into the kitchen, washed her hands, and put a knife in her

curled into a smile, treating this as a playful