Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 386

She had that irresistible charm.

She's in this scanty outfit, with long legs and a slender waist.

Her hair was thick and fluffy.

He had been pursued by other women before, but he found them all repulsive.

But she, she just stood there, and she seemed tasteful.

His anger vanished in an instant, he gave her a once-over and said,"Come here."

Maja stood still, paused for a few seconds, felt the tension in the room ease up, and then slowly walked over.

She thought for a moment, then sat down on Ian's lap, her scent unhesitatingly wafting into his nostrils.

Due to nervousness, her eyelashes fluttered a few times. But she didn't dare look at him in the face.

To avoid embarrassment, she sat sideways.

Ian was amused by her action, his hand gripping her waist and giving it a light squeeze.

"Have you ever worn this kind of outfit before?"

He asked, his fingers lightly lifting a ribbon, as if she were a gift already wrapped.

His breath brushed against her skin, causing a tremor.

"No."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ian's eyes as he held her head tightly, as if he wanted to envelop her whole being in his body.

"Your useless husband has really wasted you!"

As soon as he had finished speaking, Maja was picked up and placed on a white bed.

Ian lost control.

He especially liked kissing her, liked seeing her in a state of confusion.

He kissed her until she was out of breath, and then her eyes were filled with tears.

Their hearts were pounding, in the dark night, their emotions were in a mess.

They spent an indulgent night.

Ian didn't let her rest and only let her go at six in the morning.

When he finished, after two consecutive nights of exhaustion, she fell asleep in three seconds. She curled up in the duvet, revealing only a flushed face.

Ian was wearing silk pajamas, casually knotted around his waist, revealing a large part of his chest.

His abs and abdominal lines were very visible.

His phone rang, it was a call from Tyler Bennitt.

"Ian, are we drinking today?"

Ian glanced at the woman sleeping next to him, she was sleeping soundly, clinging tightly to him.

His hand involuntarily touched her eyelashes.

"No."

She thought Ian wouldn't be there when she woke up, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw him sitting by the window, reading documents.

The sun filled the whole room, even illuminating him.

When he wasn't teasing people on the bed, his appearance was indeed stunning.

"Awake?"he asked, putting down the documents in his hand.

Maja got up, heard him call the front desk to have breakfast sent up.

She was indeed hungry, wanted to get up to wash up, but when she revealed a leg, she realized she wasn't wearing anything, so she drew her leg back.

Ian raised an eyebrow, a hint of danger flashing in his eyes, "What part of you haven't I seen?"

Maja was a bit puzzled by his temper, thought he was going to get angry again, so she hurriedly explained.

"I just feel a bit shy."

He got up and walked over, his hands on either side of her.

At the moment she was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs on the ground, the blanket covering her important parts.

He asked, "How many years have you been married?"

"Three years."

"Three years, and you're still so innocent?"

Maja's face instantly turned red, embarrassment in her eyes.