Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 490

Chapter 490 

lan spoke so earnestly that for a moment Tyler doubted, wondering if he was overthinking or if maybe lan didn’t really care about Maja. 

“Alright, if it’s just for fun, then don’t drown your sorrows so much.” 

“I’m not.” 

lan shot back, then glanced at Mają again. 

She was sitting a bit far away; all he could see was her head bowed in concentration, as if the noise around her didn’t concern her. 

“She’s not all that.” 

His heart ached again. 

Tyler found it amusing; he turned his head, and a smile tugged at his lips. He composed himself and turned back around. 

“Indeed, there are many more beautiful and talented women in Greenfield.” 

“Hmm.” lan was even more upset. 

He put down his drink, leaned back, and looked away from her. 

Maja was undisturbed throughout and only packed up hersketchpad when it was over. 

Samuel leaned in; their heads were close. 

“Finished?” 

“Hmm.” 

Samuel glanced at the sketch, eyebrows raised in surprise. 

He knew her drawing skills were good, but he didn’t expect her drawings to be so exquisite. 

It was lifelike, even adding a hint of charm to him. 

“Nice drawing.” 

“As long as you’re satisfied.” 

“Speaking of which, I’ve done you such a big favor, don’t you think I’m getting the short end of the stick by only getting two drawings?” 

Maja felt the same way, so she immediately promised, “As long as you need me to draw, I won’t delay.” 

Samuel liked Maja’s straightforwardness; he pulled her into his arms and said, “Okay, it’s a deal; I’ll take you home.” 

“Mr. Brown, that won’t be necessary.” Maja struggled free: “And you don’t need to invest too much effort in me.” 

She was advising Samuel to shift his focus. 

Samuel glanced at lan, who was not far away, his face hidden in the darkness, his expression unreadable. 

“Alright, I won’t force you; you can go ahead.” 

Maja stood up, handed the drawing to Samuel, took her sketchpad, and left. 

As she was about to reach the end of the corridor, she heard footsteps behind her. She thought Samuel was following her. She was about to say. something, but the next moment she was pulled into a nearby booth. 

She was startled; through the window on the booth door, the light from the corridor shone in, and she clearly saw lan’s face. 

This booth was dark, only lit by the light from the window. 

Maja frowned. “Mr. Raymond?” 

lan’s fingers opened her collar; there were no new marks, and the previous marks had also disappeared completely. 

Maja wanted to push his hand away, but he picked her up and leaned her against the wall without hesitation. 

Maja wanted to struggle but remembered she still owed him five times.