Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Kurt was right behind her, no more than a melee away, and his bodyguard was outside

lan was dressed in a black tracksuit his left hand tucked in his pocket. He was tall and long legged,

every move revealing the fluid and upright lines of his body. He was standing at the entrance of a lounge not far away, about to go in

Kurt oked ha lips, boldly staring at her back, and then whispered. Your husband’s here aren’t you

gonna say hi?”

Maja took a deep breath, no time to hesitate and quickly walked over

tam had just put his hand on the door handle and opened a crack when he heard footsteps behind

him, followed by the sweet and soft body of a woman. He didn’t have time to refuse and with a bit of

finesse the woman got them both into the lounge.

Ian howned, “Du!”

Quick as a flash, Maja locked the door and leaned against it looking at him earnestly. “Mr. Raymond, I

don’t mean to bother you, can I hide out here?” The man didn’t speak, his gaze fating on her knee

Maja followed his gaze and noticed the red mark on her knee was more pronounced because of the hot

steam,

This is from when I bumped it in the car “She trailed off, feeling embarrassed, her face flushing

uncontrollably, somewhat at a loss.

He didn’t ask about this Why did she explain

“What are you doing here?” lan looked down at her from his height.

For work

The ar grew quiet

lan gave her a deep look, his expression complex, before turning and heading into the bathroom

without throwing here

Hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, Maja averted her gaze, but from the comer of her eye

she could see the reflected figure on the frosted glass. The man’s body was lean, water running down

his sturdy chest, disappearing into hidden places- Maaknew well the warmth and strength beneath that

skin. She closed her eyes and turned away

Kurt had already left. The crisis was averted, and Maja had no intention of staying there any longer

Skeeping with lan was already embarrassing enough. With a divorce impending, she shoukl

understand her situation better.

When lan came out in a new suit, Maja was nowhere to be found. There was a knock on the doot and

when he opened it a wailer handed him an iced coffee, Mr. Raymond, this is for you.”

lan didn’t speak. The waiter left after putting down the tray.

He picked up a sticky note left in a conspicuous place in the room.

[Mr. Raymond, thank you for your help.] All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

It was left by Maja, no signature.

Ian stood there, feeling like he’d been used for the second time. Surprisingly. It was the same woman

both times

After getting dressed, he went to the VIP bunge that Summit Bank prepared for him.

Kurt was there too, looking somewhat puzzled that Maja hadnt come with lan.

Reyes was the first to stand and shake hands with lan, complimenting, Mr. Raymond, your golf skills

are as good as your coach’s, I’m lucky to have learned some tricks for free today! “Mr. Gallegos, you’re

too kind.”

Ian shook hands unenthusiastically, and then slowly sat down.

Reyes gently patted his son, “This is my son Kurl. I hope Mr. Raymond will take good care of him in the

future.

Kurt stepped forward. The man’s imposing presence was impossible to ignore as he instinctively

reached out his hand.

“Mr. Raymond’s wife didn’t come today?”

Wife?”

A hint of confusion flickered in lan’s eyes.

“Weren’t you two entering the lounge together?” Kurt began to get curious, while also complimenting.

I’ve always admired Maja. I didn’t realize she and Mr. Raymond were married… When lan realized the

wife that Kurt mentioned, his eyes instantly turned cold, his cruel face seemed to be covered by a layer

of frost.

With a blank expression, lan coldly cut him off, “She’s not my wife.