Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 975

Tyler chimed in from the side.

"Yeah, she is clever, I'll give her that. She cleared out right after calling us, just in time before Dennis and Pearson could lay their hands on her. And she even had the wits to settle everything in the company before she left. No wonder she's the CEO."

The sarcasm in their voices was palpable, indirectly ridiculing Ian's choice of women.

Phelps, the one who knew the truth, happened to be away that night, so there was no one to defend Maja.

In the past, Ian would have surely retaliated against their comments.

But now, he remained silent, just quietly holding his glass of whiskey.

It felt as if all the bitterness in the world was churning in his stomach. He took a sip of his drink, hoping to drown the bitterness, but it only tasted more bitter, bringing along a sense of melancholy.

He understood now. With Maja, if she didn't like him, she just didn't, regardless of what he did.

So what if they had been intimate before?

He swirled the whiskey in his glass, and after several sips, Beck walked in.

"Ian, come outside with me."

Ian frowned, lifting his somewhat tipsy eyes, "Buzz off."

Damn it!

Beck was furious and grabbed him by the arm.

"My sister is in Greenfield. You better treat her well, and her heart's not the best."

Ian was just annoyed and tried to shake him off, but then he heard Beck say, “Aren't you done with Maja? What's the harm in meeting my sister?”

"I don't care if I'm done with her. I'm just not interested in your sister."

Beck's face darkened, ready to explode, but a voice from behind stopped him.

"Beck, Ian's probably not feeling well right now. Can't you just let him be for a moment? You're so rude."

Everyone in the room turned to look at the door, where stood the princess of the Sanders family.

She was elegantly dressed, looking like a beautiful doll. However, her complexion was rather pale, suggesting frequent illnesses.

Beck quickly let go of Ian, his brow furrowing.

"You should not be in a place like this."

Judith Sanders smiled faintly, walking in slowly.

"But he's here. I want to see him."