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.

knight in shining armor Money and power sure make a difference. How

by a guy pretending to be a delivery boy and to give herself away

as if a thousand knives

some fresh air

take you home

quietly, her lashes cast down.

the outside of BlueSky Bar, she headed to her own

not necessary I have to get back to the

of emptiness and quickly said, “Don’t you want to know the truth about what happened to Fitch? I’ve got friends on it too. With the Olsons and the Cassons looking into it, we’ll have answers

considered it and then stepped out of

I’ll go with you to the Casson residence I’ll wait for the results there.”

stiffened his grip tightening on the

recently, choosing instead to stay in the room Comelia had shared with her

Her parents were a hurdle she couldn’t overcome, her

Alright

opened the passenger door for

nelia climbed in

driver’s seat and steered the car towards the Casson

mansion was quiet, save for the staff Almost everyone had

room. Cornelia couldn’t shake off the eene coldness that seemed to seep into her bones.

the couch, watching Omar enter the kitchen, soon followed by

with unevenly chopped fruit, thoughtfully placing

glanced at it with little appetite but politely

out her phone to scroll through the news, not saying much