Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 17

She was soaked to the bone, with rivulets of water dripping from her long hair. Her bare feet were on the floor and her ankles were as straight as a pin.

Her toes were plump and fair. Her nails were neatly trimmed, and unconsciously curled due to nervousness.

Ian shot her a meaningful glance, then shut down his computer, sneered and said, "Hubby? Not bothering to hide your thoughts now, are you?"

She noticed where his gaze landed and looked down at herself. Under the light, the outline of her underwear was clearly visible. Her usually pale face turned as red as a beetroot in an instant, and she bolted back into the bathroom like a scared rabbit.

Ian had no interest in entertaining her little show anymore. He grabbed his laptop and some documents, ready to make his exit, but a picture fell out of the folder and onto the floor. Before he could pick it up, the bathroom door swung open.

There were no fresh clothes for her to change into, and Maja could only wrap herself in a towel. Her wet hair was tied up, exposing her entire face, and her demeanor was much more reserved than before.

"Mr. Raymond, I deeply regret what happened," she said.

She bent down to retrieve a prepared card. "I'll arrange a new room for you and I'm willing to compensate you for all the mental distress you've undergone."

Ian had come to her rescue, only for her to turn on him. It was already magnanimous of him to tolerate such insolence from a woman he didn't even like.

"Mental distress compensation?" Ian repeated, making sure he heard correctly.