Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 775

"Carol, I've been free recently. How about we grab a bite?"

Carol's voice suddenly became stammering.

"Let's not, Maja. I've got something on these days. We'll get in touch later."

Maja frowned. She had mentioned before that Felix’s relative, Listina was going to have surgery. Could it be that the surgery hadn't been performed at this point?

But Carol had already hung up the phone, so it wasn't appropriate to ask more.

"Woof woof."

Coco started barking. It seemed to sense her excellent mood tonight, and started running around happily.

Maja didn't chase after it; she just watched it frolicking in the yard.

The following day, she went to the Star Movie group.

Just as she entered the office, she saw someone sitting inside. It was Ian.

Seeing him here, she thought she was hallucinating.

Then she remembered that Ian already knew about her identity, so he must have done some research.

At this moment, he sat quietly on the chair that belonged to her, looking at the information next to him.

Was this her office?

She had transformed the Pennyfeather family's company and was now attacking the film and television circle. The first film she invested in with Tyler was a great success, and the drama airing currently was also not bad.

"What are you doing here?"

Maja's eyebrows tightened. She saw a contract in his hand.

After she arrived, he stood up and pushed the contract towards her.

Maja noticed it was a property transfer contract, the plot of land he wanted to take back.

"I'm giving you this land."

His tone was indifferent, and he glanced at her cautiously.

But Maja pushed the contract back.

"No need. As long as Mr. Raymond keeps your word and rents it to me at the original price, don't do anything else."

Ian lowered his eyelashes. He didn't expect to be so humble even when giving gifts now.

He reached out to grab her, but Maja dodged first, then looked at him warily.

"Mr. Raymond isn't going to force me again, are you?"

This sentence was like an arrow piercing straight into his heart.

He remembered that because he refused to admit his feelings for her, he always used the excuse that he hadn't had enough of her. In that aspect, she had to give as long as he wanted.

He treated it as a transaction, so there was rarely any tenderness.

Now, all these were boomerangs.

But there were too many boomerangs, and he felt like he was being turned into a hedgehog.

He opened his mouth, then lowered his eyelashes, silently pushing the transfer contract back.