Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 880

Felt a strange kind of softness deep within.

The misunderstanding between Cornelia and Alma couldn't be sorted out just yet, so he needed to play the waiting game and bide his time till the perfect moment for those two to patch things up.

"Omar, send some guys over. I want Maja to have a rough night."

"Alright." He immediately whipped out his phone and made a few calls to his minions, instructing them to give Maja a hard time.

Then, he was ready to leave the Casson family.

But just at the front gate, a courier stopped him in his tracks.

"Mr. Omar, this is a delivery from Ms. Cornelia."

Omar's face changed in an instant, then he flashed a soft smile. After learning his true identity, Cornelia angrily kicked him out. But now she was sending gifts, was she looking for a truce?

A smirk appeared on his lips, his stern expression vanished in a flash, and he opened the box without a second thought.

But when he saw what was inside, he instantly pushed it away, his tone icy cold.

"What's this?"

The courier immediately became jittery.

"Ms. Cornelia said this is her unborn child. She said it was fortunate she found out early."

Omar was somewhat in disbelief, unsure of how to react.

At first there was shock, then it felt like his chest was brutally torn apart, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

He was so angry that his vision went black, and he almost passed out.

"You say that again! What is this?"

The courier, seeing his fury, was scared shitless and immediately pedaled away.

At this point, Omar's phone rang. It was Cornelia.

"Omar." She called out, her tone devoid of any emotion.

"Cornelia, are you asking for trouble?"

His tone was ominous, but the sound of laughter echoed from the other end of the call.

"On the contrary, I suddenly feel like living well. I won't be having a child from the Casson family. Thank God your true identity was exposed in time, Omar, don't come looking for me again. Seeing anyone from the Casson family only makes me sick."

"Cornelia!!" Omar wanted to curse her out, but the call had already been cut off.

He took a deep breath, got into his car, and sped towards Cornelia's home.

Cornelia's home was near the slums. Ever since Alma started to oppress their family, her parents lost their jobs, and now they scraped a living from scavenging.