Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1305

Zoey’s heart skipped a beat as she saw the name scribbled on the note–it was that man.

“Cousin, what’s up? Coming over now? But what if I don’t want to? It’s not like you need to meddle in my business. The family dinner is all about you anyway. It won’t matter

if I show up or not.”

The man brushed against Zoey casually, smirking as he noticed her shivering with fear

“Besides, I found a pretty little thing on my way over Haven’t had a taste yet, and I sure ain’t eager to leave her behind.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds before the voice inquired, “Who’s going to clean up your mess this time?”

Enraged, the man holding Zoey roughly tore at her dress

“What do you mean clean up my mess? Born into this family, I can do as I please. You don’t play, so don’t dictate how I livel Don’t think I’m oblivious to everyone kissing your feet Without the power in your hands, they’d never grovel at your feet.”

“Let go of me Let me go!”

Zoey struggled fiercely, eventually tumbling out of the man’s arms and collapsing onto the floor

The man clicked his tongue in annoyance I’d advise you to be obedient I’m not above getting rough with a lady. If you don’t satisfy me, I swear I’ll end you tonight”

Every word he spoke was overheard by the man in the suit on the other end of the line, who frowned deeply as he recognized Zoey’s voice.

But Zoey was supposed to be safe in the car

“Surt yourself,” he said curtly before hanging up

Meanwhile, Zoey clutched her dress tightly, her face pale as death.

man crouched down and pulled her

catching my eye Hurry up, and when we’re done, I’ll give you $300,000”

stung Zoey to the

it any longer, she slapped him across the face and fled

man touched his cheek and

caught a slap

ordeal that night was harrowing. When she realized he wasn’t following her,

journey home, she couldn’t help but clutch her blanket tightly and sob into her pillow once she

hadn’t returned

lan had been taking care of her, even

wanted to feed herself, but he

the feeling that lan seemed downcast Shouldn’t he be happy

the kitchen to

and sent him a voice message

you re not telling me?]

upset you, please forgive me ]

softened her tone, still feeling guilty about the accident

hadn’t checked his phone Skipping breakfast and tending to

run for minutes on end, cautiously

forget to turn off

reality, lan hastily turned off the

just cleaning

he tried to put the dishes away, his hands shook, and the plates crashed to the

the kitchen doorway heard the breakage and stepped forward

all over you

up the pieces from the floor.

If you’re not good at dishwashing, let someone else do it Why bother doing it