Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 951

After hearing what Fitch said, Maja thought to herself, "Damn, I've put my foot in it this time."

With so many maids in Greenfield Gardens, Fitch must've been asked the same question the moment he stepped foot in here.

She got it, and then she heard Ian chime in.

"Maybe not now, but possibly in the future."

That was him countering Fitch's claim that she wasn't the lady of the house.

Ian laid his feelings out for Maja with no holds barred.

But Maja, sitting on the chair by the bed, quickly shot back, "That's up in the air."

She was currently discussing with senior management about how to handle Simstar Entertainment and didn't have the bandwidth to consider her personal feelings.

To Ian, however, this sounded like a diplomatic way of turning him down.

And she said it right in front of Fitch, no less.

He didn’t even have to look up to know that Fitch was probably shooting him one of those I-told-you-so and mocking looks.

He stared at the small table before him, stirring his porridge with a spoon.

Doing his best to hide his disappointment, he said, "I was just pulling your leg. Did you really think I cared about you?"

Maja breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up.

"Well, I'll head back to Rosewood Manor. I have a meeting in an hour."

Ian's fingers paused. He could feel her coldness even if he was slow on the uptake.

All the warmth and intimacy that had built up over the past week just vanished.

"Whatever you want."

Maja thought momentarily, then reminded him, "Don't exert yourself too much."

He could only get out of bed and move around, he couldn't even jog yet, his wound was healing slowly.

Ian wanted to say something to provoke her but held back in front of Fitch.

He was afraid if he said something, Fitch might get the wrong idea and start attacking Maja.

Other than researching cold weapons, Fitch was pretty emotionless about everything else.

He must still remember Mia's grudge against Maja.

After Maja left, Fitch stretched out his legs and put his feet up on a small table.