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

go ahead”

of his waist, listening to the sound of his

room was filled

grazed the floor,

design, she knew every detail by heart, especially the flooring of

Crystalbrook Valley, a rare

trips to Crystalbrook Valley for this batch

in was very similar to Greenfield Gardens

the comfort of the bed, the details of the doors and dining table were identical to Greenfield Gardens.

but the wooden floor was hard to come by

Greenfield Gardens, someone had created a house similar

just met was not lan, but someone pretending to

was identical to lan’s, but

her complexion changed, but she continued to explore

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

the peculiarities of the floor, she would never have discovered the truth.

but she had no choice but to lie down

woke up from a nap, there was

feeling of not being able to see anything fumbling her way into the

Greenfield Gardens, who

Mr P or

slightly, but she had

up, she took a deep breath, fumbling her way downstairs

coming 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

you sleep a

too much like lan, even his pauses were

racing but she acted calm

you cooking? Can I come help?

“Alright

kitchen, washed her hands, and put a knife in

lips curled into a smile, treating this