Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 488

Ian strolled into the BlueSky Bar, the titanium white light above him illuminating the room. Suddenly, it hit him—he just had a car race with Samuel.

He furrowed his brows as Samuel walked in, busy on a call with Maja.

“Maja, I've sent you the address; come over ASAP.”

Samuel had been a massive help to Maja with the Pennyfeather Group matter. She promised to paint two pictures for him, and he got to choose the location.

Maja was immensely grateful. Without Samuel's help, the Pennyfeather Group might've fallen into the hands of Carlene.

So when he called, she set off immediately with her painting tools.

Samuel hung up and noticed Ian still rooted to the spot. He quirked an eyebrow and said, “Mr. Raymond, you're not crashing the same party I'm attending tonight, are you?”

This could happen at these inner-circle parties.

But Ian was a special case. Nobody dared toast him first; he always sat by Tyler, and everyone else could only chat with their own party.

Ian had left Greenfield years ago, and other than Tyler and Fitch Haskins, he had no close friends.

Samuel chuckled and gestured for him to go ahead.

Ian found Samuel's smile highly irritating; he wanted to punch him.

Thinking about the possibility of Samuel having had something with Penny, Ian struggled to suppress his anger.

But Ian didn't blow up.

Under the lights, he remained calm, but his eyes held a hint of sharpness, making Samuel a bit nervous.

Samuel had just lost the race and purposely invited Maja over to make Ian uncomfortable.

They both walked into the private room one after another.

Many people were already waiting inside. Tyler saw Ian and handed him a drink.

“Why the long face?”

These playboys didn't take relationships seriously. To put it bluntly, they had been playing in the field of fame and fortune for years, and the women they met were always the ones who took the initiative. They had never met the kind of women Samuel mentioned—the ones 'money can't buy'.

"Your performance in bed should be satisfactory, right?"

Samuel smiled without answering, keenly noticing Ian's gaze.

Yep, this was a topic Ian couldn't accept.

Ian gripped his wine glass so hard that it was about to shatter.

Images of Maja being pinned under a man like Samuel started to flash in his mind.

When he and Maja were intimate, he could feel her extreme shyness and inability to relax. Even when they kissed, her skin would flush.

Was it the same when she was intimate with Samuel?

Did she also look at him with those shy, moist eyes?