Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1096

Zoey slowly rose to her feet, but she knocked over the coffee table due to the lack of strength in her legs.

Her knee was bruised from the sharp edge of the table, but she simply rubbed it a little, then limped into the bathroom, clutching his suit.

She put on the clothes she had set aside, which she had taken off earlier for a shower.

Now, she hung his suit up and began to scrub it gently.

After carefully washing the suit, she hung it in the sunniest spot, then left, dragging her exhausted body behind her.

As she got into the car, she blinked her tired eyes.

When she arrived back at her place, she fell into a deep sleep until morning, then received a phone call from Elvis.

"Zoey, where is Mr. Pennyfeather those past few days?"

Zoey didn't know either. There was a message from Maja on her phone indicating she would be away for a few days.

"Elvis, is there any issue with the talent?"

"No, it's just that Mr. Pennyfeather hasn't been seen for a few days, and her phone is unanswered. I'm worried something has happened to her."

"If something had happened to Mr. Pennyfeather, Mr. Raymond would be worried. Don't be anxious, and it's probably just a secret business trip. She sent me a message about it."

Everyone at Star Movie Group was a workaholic, especially Elvis and Zoey.

Even after a night of chaos, Zoey returned to her place to freshen up, then immediately headed to the office.

She meticulously organized the files she needed to give to Maja by date, then carefully cleaned and disinfected Maja's seat.

In Zoey's mind, Maja was the most amazing woman she had ever met.

Everyone in the company believed that Star Movie Group would become the top entertainment company in the country.

Maja felt better, but his roughness nearly caused her to fall off the sofa.

Patric's tone held no pity.

"Get up, we're leaving."

Maja didn't want to go. She knew she was still in Greenfield, and leaving with Patric would mean she could never see Ian again.

She stepped back, holding onto the armrest of the sofa tightly, refusing to let go.

Seeing this, Patric pulled out a knife, threatening to cut off her fingers.

But she didn't let go even as the sharp blade neared her hand. Instead, she held on even tighter.

She would rather lose her fingers than leave Greenfield.