Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 223

"Maja, don't worry; I won't do it again."

Maja nodded, pondered for a moment, and still asked, "Do you guys know the owner of that cherry wood flooring shop?"

Daly's current job isn't too shabby, and he works in a legit company. Although the pay isn't great, he knows quite a few people.

"I'll ask around for you and let you know if I find anything."

With that, Maja finally relented and returned to her hotel.

She was planning to take a bath and hit the sack.

But after her bath, she found a huge bug on her bed and immediately chickened out. She spent the night dozing off on a chair in her clothes, which made her neck ache like hell.

The next morning, she woke up to a text from Daly saying that Mr. James and his gang were heading over to that place tonight.

【I've talked to Mr. James. He'll pick you up.】

After having some corn soup and eggs benedict, Maja waited outside her hotel.

The first car that arrived was a run-of-the-mill one, not worth over twenty grand.

Following it was a Rolls Royce. Maja instantly recognized it as Ian's ride.

No way!

Just as she was thinking this, Mr. James got out of the car and ushered Maja over to the Rolls Royce.

Maja's previous artwork had greatly pleased Mr. Raymond, and she had ridden in Mr. Raymond's car before.

As the car window rolled down, Ian's face came into view.

Even here, his lap was piled high with documents.

He was wearing an expensive Patek Philippe on his wrist. His hands were slim and exquisite, and the veins on his hands were clearly visible.

His hands were as captivating as his face.

"Mr. Raymond, this is the girl who drew the picture last time. We're going on a field trip, and she needs a ride to a nearby place. We're all guys in our car, and some of us smoke. She might not be comfortable, so can she go with you? " Bob asked with a sincere smile on his face.

Maja saw Ian's fingertips tighten a little as he held his documents. He was probably disturbed by the interruption.

Just as she was about to decline the offer, she heard his clear voice, "Hop in."

Maja had no choice but to get in.

"Mr. Raymond, let me get it."

The orange had fallen closer to Ian, but considering his injury, Maja decided to pick it up herself. She squatted, reached out, and her nose inevitably brushed against the fabric of Ian's trousers.

Her breath seeped through the fabric and into his body.

But Maja didn't notice. She was only focused on picking up the orange. As she found it, she let out a sigh of relief.

She held the orange up in front of Ian.

Ian didn't look at the orange. He just felt his heart beating irregularly. He frowned, trying to ignore the feeling.

"Just leave it there."

Maja thought Ian didn't like the orange, but he didn't throw it away due to his good manners. After all, it was a gift from someone, so he kept it there.

So, she put the orange back where it was and sat back in her seat.

The subtle tension filled the silence like a lingering fragrance.

Ian looked down at his documents, but his peripheral vision stayed on the side of his leg. There was a sensation there as if the heat was still lingering.