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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 592

In the cafe downstairs of Lynch Group.

Alice smiled and looked at the man in front of her. "So, the person that hired you told you to tell me that Mr. Lynch was the one that wanted me killed?"

Jason was holding onto the check in his hand. He chuckled. "Of course. However, Mrs. Lynch, you and M r. Lynch could still love each other even when you didn't know whether it was him that did it or not. I salute you. I would’ve thought that you'd at least have some hostility toward him. Back then, the woman that got me to crash you specifically instructed me to say that it was Mr. Lynch who arranged for me to do it."

Jason lifted his head and looked at Alice's face. "Have you never once suspected Mr. Lynch? Not even get angry at him?"

Alice laughed. "Of course not. He's my husband, and n o way will I suspect him."

She smiled and looked at Jason. "Have you ever met that woman?"

Jason shook his head. "I only know that she was a woman. I don't know anything else about her."

"I see." Alice sighed. "Before my husband and I got married, there had always been a woman called Hailey Walter who liked my husband a lot. She tried to hurt me a few times so that she could have my

husband to herself. She's probably the one that planned the accident six years ago."

Alice glanced at Jason, the smile still plastered on her face. "This woman has never looked for you since after the incident six years ago, right?"

Jason paused for a while before nodding.

"That's because she's gone through cosmetic surgery and looked different.”

Alice immediately took out a woman's photo and placed it in front of Jason. "This is how she looks now. She's been staying in my husband's company, trying t o find ways to seduce him."

Jason furrowed his brows and subconsciously looked at the photo.

Instantly, his eyes widened.

That was right. The woman in the photo was the woman she saw in Zach and Yuri's house the night before.

Luna.

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