Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1207

When she returned to the room, she found Ian still struggling to put on his shoes.

His slippers were right next to him, yet he just couldn't seem to get them on. Eventually, he put them on backward and was heading for the bathroom, intending to join her for a bath.

Maja quickly restrained his wrist, securing the other end of the cuff to the bedpost.

"You rest here. I'll be out after my shower."

Ian sat back down on the bed, his eyes lighting up momentarily at the sight of the cuff on his wrist.

"Maja, I like this game."

She cursed him secretly, immediately grabbing her clothes to go shower.

Now she didn't have to worry about the intoxicated Ian wandering around the room and getting hurt.

After a quick shower, she picked up a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Ian sat at the head of the bed, his gaze fixed on her unblinkingly.

After drying her hair, Maja walked over to uncuff him.

"Click."

The moment the cuff was released, he rolled over and pinned her down, hurriedly trying to undo her buttons.

But he was too drunk tonight, and couldn't manage it.

Maja caught his hands, cooing a few times, "Sleep now, you're tired."

Ian immediately complied, rolling off her and pulling her into his embrace. He fell asleep within a minute.

He hadn't been sleeping well lately, mostly suffering from insomnia, and there were dark circles under his eyes.

Maja couldn't sleep.She checked her phone, viewing the public opinion online. She finally relaxed when she was sure the company was back to normal.

As she listened to his soft breathing, Fitch's words echoed in her mind.

All he wanted was your attitude.

Even if it was not sincere, he would believe it.

She turned over, her gaze carefully tracing the face before her.

Ian's eyelashes were down, losing much of their sharpness in sleep.

As Maja watched, her heart softened.

The next morning, she got up and first dealt with a few emails on her laptop, then ordered the chef downstairs to prepare a stomach-warming soup for Ian.

She went to the studio to paint and found that all the paint had already been prepared.