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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1543

Inside Landry Mansion's living room.

Heather had finished eating her fruits and was about t o go upstairs.

Jim, who was sitting close to her, immediately stuck his leg out between the sofa and the coffee table to block her path. "Why are you going back to your room s o soon after waking up?"

Jim's sharp gaze swept across the hickeys on Heather's neck, and he curled his lips into a small smile. "Have you been home the entire night last night?"

Heather rolled her eyes at him. "Why is it any of your business?"

"Well, if you were home, then of course it's my business," Jim smirked and pointed at Heather's neck. "Crazy night?"

Heather froze for a moment, then glanced at her reflection in the mirror next to her.

Her guess was correct.

There were bright red hickeys all over her neck!

She bit her lip and quickly used her hand to shield her neck. "I wasn't feeling well, so I got someone to perform some cupping on me. It must’ve been that."

That b*stard Malcolm! He still liked leaving marks on her and did not care whether other people would notice them or not, like six years ago!

"Is that so?" Jim raised his brows and glanced at the time. "He's here."

As soon as he finished his sentence, someone opened the door.

Luna and Christopher entered the house together, Christopher lugging his doctor's bag elegantly. "Let's start."

Heather furrowed her brows. "Start what?"

"Drawing blood.” Jim extended his arm gracefully toward Christopher.

Christopher quickly took out his equipment and drew a vial of blood from Jim.

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