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Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 77

Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 77:The Enigma Unveiled. 

At Chapter 77 of Dear ex wife Marry Me novel, the story progresses as the characters delve into their pasts. Secrets and hidden histories are revealed, shedding light on the motivations and conflicts that shape their current lives. In the content of Chapter 77 and the following chapters of the novel "Dear ex wife Marry Me", will Estelle and Jonathan resolve the misunderstanding? Read Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 77 at NovelFreePDF.com.

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That night's scene floated back into his mind.

He remembered the two dimples on her back, located just above her sacrum, on either side of her spine. These dimples, known in the art world as "Venus Dimples," were considered one of the most enticing features of the human body.

Now, Maja was standing before him. Her figure was elegant, slightly leaning forward. This posture reminded him of that night when he held her waist tightly.

Ian's eyes flickered, and his throat bobbed.

The air was thick with sexual tension, Maja's hand gripping her paintbrush, her body warming up.

She heard his footsteps getting closer, a wave of heat washing over her from behind. She tensed up but Ian just walked past her, picking up another paintbrush.

His chest lightly brushed against her back, separating immediately after.

But that warmth seemed to seep through their clothes and into their skin.

Maja stood frozen, watching Ian dip his brush into her palette and make a few strokes on the wall.

He didn't ruin the painting. His idea perfectly aligned with Maja's: she had planned to paint that area the same way.

She quickly pushed away her other thoughts, continuing to paint calmly.

Perhaps Ian was just trying to warm his hand, so he put down the brush after a few strokes.

"Mr. Raymond, it's late. Don't you plan on getting some rest?"

"I've got a headache."

Maja said nothing further , quietly calming her emotions, and focusing on the unfinished part of the painting.

An hour later, she couldn't help but glance back.

Ian was gone. The room was empty.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her painting speed picking up.

She worked until seven in the morning, finally finishing. Maja felt so tired she was swaying on her feet.

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