Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1323

The door to the private booth was flung open, and they tried to saunter in, only to catch Omar in the middle of a fashion disaster involving someone’s dress

Comelia had her back to them, so they didn’t get a good look at her face, mistaking her for one of the cocktail waitresses from the BlueSky Bar

“Mr. Casson, living it up. I see

“What kind of girl has got you all fired up, Mr Casson?”

The group hooted and hollered, completely oblivious to the storm brewing on Omar’s face

In a flash he whipped off his suit jacket and draped it over Comelia, bellowing at the intruders, “Get out! Just get the hell out of here!

Scared out of their wits, they scattered like roaches, skedaddling out of there

Omar slammed the door shut, his chest heaving with rage

I’ve got people looking into this. Comelia We’ll have answers by tonight. Let me take you home”

She stood silently tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

Quickly looking up, she forced them back and turned to face him with a smile.

shining armor Money and power sure make a difference. How could I ever have mistaken you for a mere delivery guy?

thought, to be duped by a guy pretending to be a delivery boy and to

a thousand knives had just pierced

door to let some fresh air in

you

followed him quietly, her lashes cast down.

of BlueSky Bar, she headed to her own

to get

what happened to Fitch? I’ve got friends on it too. With the Olsons

then stepped out of her

to the Casson residence I’ll wait for the

stiffened his grip tightening on the car

choosing instead to stay in the room

were a hurdle

Alright

opened the passenger door for

nelia climbed in

the car towards the Casson

Almost everyone had been sent away by

grand living room. Cornelia couldn’t shake off the eene coldness

the kitchen, soon followed

he emerged with unevenly chopped fruit, thoughtfully placing toothpicks beside

with little appetite

out her phone to scroll through