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Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 864

Summary for Chapter 864: Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me

Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 864:The Enigma Unveiled. 

At Chapter 864 of Dear ex wife Marry Me novel, the story progresses as the characters delve into their pasts. Secrets and hidden histories are revealed, shedding light on the motivations and conflicts that shape their current lives. In the content of Chapter 864 and the following chapters of the novel "Dear ex wife Marry Me", will Estelle and Jonathan resolve the misunderstanding? Read Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 864 at NovelFreePDF.com.

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The light in the room was still on, but the two of them hadn't moved at all.

Maja thought she would be tossing and turning all night, but sleepiness hit her out of nowhere, and she was out like a light in no time.

Downstairs, Jeff had already arrived.

The boss had ordered him to come and pick up some clothes, and he didn’t dare to dawdle. It was Maria who opened the door for him.

Having been by Ian’s side for so long, Jeff was a pretty good assistant.

He threw a glance upstairs, catching no signs of movement, and then turned to Maria.

“Maria, did the boss and Miss Penny have another squabble?”

Why else would he be in such a rush for him to come over and pick up his clothes?

Maria thought for a moment. She hadn’t heard any ruckus either.

“I’m not quite sure.”

“Maria, you should hit the sack. I’ll leave once I’m done packing the boss’s clothes.”

It was already late, and Maria, being up there in age, needed her beauty sleep. She simply nodded.

Jeff tiptoed upstairs, wondering if they had made any noise but the room was as quiet as a mouse.

He stood outside Ian’s bedroom, ears perked up and listened for a while.

Silence reigned inside.

Jeff quickly put two and two together. Maybe the couple had made up, for now.

If he barged in right now, it would be all kinds of awkward!

So, he quickly slipped away like a ghost, pretending he was never there.

Thanks to his discretion, Maja and Ian could sleep like logs till dawn.

When Ian woke up, he instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight streaming in.

His other arm was heavy, numbed by Maja’s head resting on it.

He was just about to move when he looked down and saw Maja nestled in his arms, sleeping peacefully. Her eyelashes fluttered close, and she looked incredibly cute.

He froze, just staring at the ceiling, recalling how he’d fallen asleep while changing clothes the previous night due to exhaustion and lost consciousness afterward.

Waking up to such a joyful sight first thing in the morning filled his heart with sweetness, and he felt somewhat giddy.

He carefully turned to face her, staring at her face.

As Ian was changing, he listened to her discussing the company's affairs methodically.

When they were about to leave, she received a call from the president of Ford.

“Bruce, it’s me. I'm really sorry, I meant to call you last night, but I didn’t want to disturb you. We have received the contract. I'll definitely treat you to a meal sometime. Bruce, take care of your health.”

After saying this with a smile, she then called Wilma.

“Coordinate with the director to stagger the shooting schedules of both sides. Meetman will accommodate your time, but don't let the PHOENIX crew know you're filming two dramas simultaneously. If they find out, you might get scolded and become a target for netizens. Also, when you have time, bring some gifts to visit that girl. Don't give the media any gossip.”

Maja always took a hands-on approach to anything related to her artists.

She only let out a sigh of relief when she got into the car.

Ian was in the driver's seat, and Maja instinctively leaned over to fasten his seat belt.

He lowered his head to look at her hair, couldn’t resist and lifted his hand to tuck a few loose strands behind her ear.

“Maja.”

“Mr. Raymond, I’d prefer it if you called me Maja.”

‘Maja’ was a name reserved only for those who were close to her.

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