Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 144

Carol quickly shot back a response.

【They just broke up, and his boss suddenly needed him for something; you know, he's juggling a ton of jobs every day.】

Although Carol is seriously loaded, Felix is as poor as a church mouse. But he's young, good-looking, and willing to slog.

Those were all the good points Maja heard from Carol about him.

Since his student days, Felix has been working four jobs a day, all to pay for his tuition and living expenses.

Meanwhile, Carol comes from a family that owns the biggest diamond business in the country. She's never had to worry about money in her life.

At first, Maja was struck dumb. She couldn't figure out why Carol would be with Felix.

Only recently did Carol spill the beans that when she started dating Felix, she didn't tell him she was a rich girl.

To better fit into Felix's life, she even pretended to be broke and said she was waiting tables.

Felix bought it, and it quickly became an item.

To make her lie more convincing, Carol even rented a small apartment.

In her own words, the apartment was smaller than her family's swimming pool.

Maja didn't think much of their relationship, but it was clear to her that Carol was genuinely into Felix.

So, she was tailing these two women now, and they were none the wiser.

This floor only had two presidential suites, spaced far apart from each other for privacy.

After following them up, Maja kept out of sight, then saw one of them knock on a door.

The taller girl stood by the door, which soon swung open.

“Happy birthday.”

The one who came out was Felix.

The woman then threw her arms around Felix's neck, her voice a bit timid.

“You're a hard man to get a hold of. If it weren’t my birthday today, you wouldn't even bother to come out, would you?”

Felix stepped back, avoiding her physical contact.

He looked about twenty, and was seriously good-looking, the type of guy that would be a total chick magnet on campus.

Maria bought this new one because the last time she left the thermos here.

Ian saw her still in her clothes from earlier, her eyes bright, corners slightly drooping.

Maja didn't notice his changes; she didn't enter before he spoke up.

“This is tonight's soup.”

Ian turned around, picked up a towel from the side, and slowly dried his hair.

His back was beautifully sculpted, his figure lean.

Maja couldn't help but sigh; some people are born superior.

She walked in, put the thermos on the table, and saw the one she forgot last time.

She picked up the empty thermos and said to Ian.

“Mr. Raymond, you should get some rest.”

She was about to leave when she saw Ian pulling out a first aid kit to tend to a wound on his hand.