Dear Ex-wife Marry Me Novel Full Episode
Chapter 929

Chapter 929

Maja turned around, soon hearing the sound of water.

Following that was the sound of tissue being pulled out, then the flush of a toilet.

lan’s obsession with cleanliness was truly over the top.

Maja was there, helping him wash his hands.

As the water ran, she heard him ask, “How’s Coco doing?”

Just as suspected. Despite the harsh words he spat out in anger last night, his heart didn’t truly feel that way.

“It’s no longer in any danger.”

“Good.”

Their conversation was somewhat stilted.

Once they finished washing their hands, Maja grabbed a paper towel to help him dry off.

lan was tall. At this moment, he could easily wrap her in a tight embrace with a simple outstretch of his arms.

But he didn’t do that. Instead, he lowered his gaze to watch her diligently wiping each finger.

After drying his hands, she tossed the paper towel into the nearby trash bin.

“Aren’t you hungry? Let’s go grab something to eat.”

But lan didn’t respond.

Maja noticed his reluctance to leave and was puzzled. He then asked, “Was it you that night? You were in Greenfield

Gardens.”

She didn’t answer.

lan gently cleared his throat, continuing to look at the mirror in front of him.

The mirror clearly reflected their expressions.

“I remember pinning you down on the bed, gripping your waist. I was drunk, but you weren’t. You totally could have

pushed me away, but you didn’t. Maja, you’re strange. You seem like you don’t like me, but you always give off

vibes that you do.”

“I don’t give a damn whether you like me or not, but you can’t stop me.”

With that, his freshly washed fingers began to unzip her pants.

Maja looked up at him in surprise. He lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation, while his fingers found

their way to her most private area.

Soon after, lan took a deep breath, let her go, and waved his fingers in front of Maja’s face.

“You reacted.”

Maja’s breath hitched, and she desperately wanted to flee from the embarrassing situation.

But then he said, “My wound hurts.”

That sentence was like a paralyzing spell. Maja froze, momentarily forgetting his previous actions, and said, “Let me

see how your wound is doing.”

As she reached to unbutton his shirt, she met lan’s gaze and froze.

He was looking at her, rubbing the two fingers from earlier against his lips.

Maja couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore.

“Maja, we aren’t husband and wife, nor are we dating. What I just did, you should be mad at me.”

As he spoke, he leaned slightly forward, his eyes intensely focused on her, asserting dominance.

“But not only are you not mad, you even accepted it.”

With that, his fingers slid down from her waist again as he said, “You didn’t even resist me. Do you actually like me,

or are you just a casual woman when it comes to love, satisfied as long as you feel good?”

Maja didn’t respond. Ian closed his eyes, his movements becoming more intense.

His lips were against hers, anticipating her reaction. He withdrew his fingers and said, “I’m hungry.”

Maja tooked up at him, still caught up in the suggestive atmosphere.

lan started to taunt her, “Now you know what it feels like to be toyed with, right?”

He wanted to say that she was using him without taking responsibility, still loving someone else in her heart.

Maja took a deep breath. Despite her weak knees, she supported lan, and they left the room.

After they left, lan sat on the bed, leaning against a pillow and opening his mouth.

Maja had no choice but to spoon–feed him the soup.

After feeding him, she unbuttoned his shirt, checked the wound on his chest, and rebandaged it.

lan watched her bustling about the bedroom, whether it was wiping his body or changing the dressing, until dusk.

lan, who was initially somewhat angry, now felt sorry for her.

“Maja.”

“Hmm?”

“Could you bring over the company documents and read them to me?”