Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 990

Ian tossed and turned all night.

At times, he dreamed about himself and Maja in Crystalbrook Valley, hiding in a small house amidst a sandstorm. Outside was a vast expanse of yellow sand, but inside, they were in a peaceful world of their own.

Then, there were dreams about Solstice Spire, where hostages were held by criminals. He and Maja would work together to overcome the crisis.

And then there were those countless dreams of passion, where he would kiss every inch of Maja's body, not leaving any part untouched.

Whenever he had these dreams, Ian would always wake up quickly. The happiness of the dream and the harshness of reality would create a stark contrast.

He would close his eyes and wish to return to the dream, but then he would not be able to fall asleep again.

So he would wake up early and take a cold shower, and by four in the morning, he would drive around Rosewood Manor.

Before dawn, his car would be parked not far from Rosewood Manor. His eyes would be glued to the distant building.

Then he would light up a cigarette, holding it between two fingers and placing it on his lips. The bright red embers would stand out in the darkness.

The smoke would gently escape from his mouth. He would stare at it until his eyes began to sting.

It took him a while before he put out the cigarette. He didn't know how many he had smoked.

He saw Maja's car coming out of the Manor, but it didn't pass by him. Instead, it took another route.

Ian's hands gripped the steering wheel, knowing she was off to work.

It was now six-thirty in the morning. He had been waiting here for two and a half hours, feeling the dew forming on his clothes.

Maja was sitting in her car, constantly analyzing public opinion on the internet.

She glanced at the villa in the distance as she turned a corner, thinking that the car parked not far from the villa looked like Ian's, but she shrugged off the thought.

She turned her attention back to her work.

When she arrived at the office, she had already received the latest news.

But now, with the news about the executives, almost all of her cronies were wiped out.

If Simstar Entertainment still wanted to continue operations and salvage its reputation, it had to make a huge sacrifice this time. All the executives involved had to be fired.

But in that case, Funfly would no longer have a chance to make a comeback.

Moreover, she had to cash in her shares as soon as possible. Otherwise, once all her cronies left Simstar Entertainment, those who were against her would try to make her shares worthless.

Funfly's face turned pale. Although she had avoided personal imprisonment, what about her cronies?

She made four or five phone calls for help, but they hung up as soon as they heard her voice.

Everyone knew that it would be very difficult for Simstar Entertainment to recover. Helping her at this time would yield nothing.

Having no other choice, Funfly turned to Judith again.