Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 613

Maja seemed a bit taken aback, but she quickly bounced back.

"You're serious?"

"Penny, I don't want to be smooching you. only to think of you heading back to that loser."

Maja kept mum. Ian suddenly seized her wrist, smooching her fingertips.

Her fingertips slightly contracted, feeling the carriage atmosphere turned tense instantly.

"I promise."

She lowered her lashes, and the next second, Ian pulled her over, making her sit on his lap.

His hand was adorned with an agarwood bracelet, continuously kissing her up.

Maja was startled, worried about being seen by others. She braced her hand on the glass, pushing Ian away.

"You're just asking me to divorce, and I haven't agreed to do anything with you!"

Ian paused, letting go of her clothes.

The scent of agilawood lingered between them. He chuckled, "If I don't invest three hundred million in the EverBest Group, guess what people would say about me?"

They would say he doesn't care about his first love's life and death, and they would say he doesn't keep his word.

Maja was instantly silent.

When he made his move again, she didn't refuse, just turned her head away.

Ian kissed her chest for a while, helped her tidy up, and then got out of the car.

Maja's face was as red as an apple, and he knocked on the car window from outside.

The window rolled down, and his wrist was propped on the window frame, and he gave her a deep look.

Maja pursed her lips, and straight up stepped on the gas.

Ian stood chuckling, headed back to the villa.

It was clear to see he was in a good mood.

Carlene took one glance at him, so pissed she clenched her nails, wishing she could go out and end that damn woman right now!

When Ian sat back down on the couch, he chatted with the people at the scene for a bit, even cracking a few jokes with Beck.

Beck was languid and smiling all the way.

Maja was a bit distracted on her way back.

Thinking of how she would see Ian's hair when she looked down, her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling uncomfortable.