Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 842

In a split second, she thought she might be hearing things.

The man simply gave her a gentle hug, then withdrew his hand gracefully.

Maja wanted to turn around, but at that moment, her body wasn't listening to her.

She tried to say something but felt like something was lodged in her throat.

Her mind was a mess.

The sound of the man's footsteps gradually faded, and then quickly, the footsteps returned to her side, and he placed a Mexican taco in her hand.

The warmth in her palm snapped her back to reality. She turned around, only to see an empty silhouette.

If not for the warmth of the taco in her hand, she would have thought the voice was just an illusion.

Tacos and fried onion cod were two dishes she loved in college.

Because they were easy to make, and the owners of the two food stores were a couple who used clean ingredients.

At this moment, Maja didn't eat but quickly turned around to look for the man, but found nothing.

She wanted to shout his name but suddenly remembered she didn't know his real name.

He was like a cloud in the sky while she was tirelessly chasing on the ground, but the wind blew the cloud away, sometimes it even disappeared.

And it disappeared for several years.

People were always haunted by regrets from their youth. And then one day, when they met the person they regretted not cherishing back then, the joy of regaining what was lost is like a wave filling their heart.

She might not even know what that feeling was, and just wanted to find him as soon as possible. She just want to confirm some things.

She searched the entire Solstice College and finally returned to that street.

She squatted down to pick up the paper bowl that had fallen on the ground and threw it into the trash can nearby.

The strong unwillingness gnawed at her heart like ants.

So after she got back in the car, she patiently circled around for two hours but still came up empty-handed.

When she returned to Rosewood Manor, it was already midnight.

The taco in her hand was already cold. She didn't eat it, and because she had been walking in the wind for a long time, she felt a slight pain in her stomach.

She opened the door and saw Ian sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking unhappy.

"Why are you coming home so late?" he asked.

Ian's eyebrows were flamboyant and proud. When he was angry, he always exuded a cold aura.

At that moment, Maja felt like she had been out playing and got caught coming home late by her dad.

"I had some things to take care of," she replied.

He grabbed the taco from her hand, frowning, "Buying food from a street stall?"

Maja didn't answer, trying to snatch the taco back, but he casually tossed it into the trash can.

"Eat healthier food next time. I had Maria leave dinner for you."

He tried to hold her hand, but she jerked it away.

With a blank face, Maja went to get her medicine and swallowed a pill.

Ian stood at the entrance without moving, watching her hustle in the kitchen, holding back his anger.

"I'm just concerned about you. If you don't have time for dinner, I can have the hotel deliver it to your office."

"Mr. Raymond." Maja took another sip of water and then put the cup down.

"You don't need to worry about me."

But when she thought about how this man had given up ten percent of his shares for her, she felt that her words sounded a bit too cold.

"You should take care of yourself. Recover soon."

After that, Maja went back to her room, but when she looked up, she saw Ian standing at the bedroom door again.

"If you don't like me meddling, then I won't. Can you stop being mad at me?"