Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1324
The man raised an eyebrow and stood up, making his way to the edge of the small riverboat, the kind used for carrying modest
cargo.
Peering into the water, he spotted a figure floating and let out a chuckle
“Looks like we ve hit the jackpot Tell Omar we’ve found the man, he said with a smirk
Quickly, they hauled Fitch aboard
Fitch was out cold, burning up with fever, his wounds festering in dire need of proper care
Abner had just gotten off the phone with Omar and finding the man so soon had put him in a fairly good mood
His gaze fell on the figure sprawled on the deck, and he frowned
If they didn’t get a doctor soon, the guy was as good as dead.
And the Haskins family was all aflutter, planning Fitch’s funeral, unaware he was bobbing in the water this whole time
Abner had no desire to untangle those high society secrets
Dock this thing and get a doc for him he commanded
Mr Olson, shouldn’t we send a servant instead?”
Fitch? His friend lan blocked my shipment just the other week. I didn’t chop him into mincemeat only out of respect for Omar
The inquisitor shrank back wisely choosing silence
They were a good distance from Greenfield, in a city about sixty miles out
As soon as they docked Fitch was whisked away to an unassuming little villa
When Omar got the call, he was taken aback, he hadn’t expected Fitch to still be breathing.
After hanging up, he turned to Comelia

“Fitch is with Abner, who won’t bother with proper care. Let’s send someone from our side.”
“No need I’ll call Mr Raymond” she replied.
At that Omars expression darkened
Comelia hadn’t even known these men before, and now she seemed chummy with them?
He watched her dial lan with practiced ease
lan had been waiting for any word, but this was sooner than expected.
After a long pause he asked, “Aside from you, Omar, and Abner, does anyone else know?
“It shouldn’t be out Mr. Casson says they just fished Fitch out.”
“Comelia have Zoey look after him
She thought she’d heard wrong. Zoey?
But lans word was law, so she agreed without protest
When leaving the Casson estate, she pondered a moment before sidling up to Omar and circling his neck with her arms, planting
a quick kiss on his lips.
Quid pro quo
“Mr Casson, I might need your help again someday”
It was all about solidifying connections always handy for future needs
Omar said nothing his breath quickering
His eyes traveled from her lips down to her neck, then to her legs, growing hotter with each sweep
He swallowed hard, suppressing the surge of desire within him.
Til take you home
No need Omar I see you next time

She stepped back leaving him quickly
Omar knew she was just using him leveraging his power.
But he couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe. Comelia cared for him too Why else would she use tum and not
someone else?
‘Cornelia
His voice involuntarily uttered her name as he grabbed her waist bercely.
Comelia tensed, taken aback
Then, with a sly smile, she teased. Have you changed your mind about having some fun?
He held her in silence for ten minutes before letting go
If something like this happens again dont go to others Come to me
“Sure” she agreed with a smile, grabbing her bag and nodding at tim
And with that, she was off no lingering looks no hesitation
Outside the Casson estate, her car was waiting, brought around by Omar’s men
Settling into the driver’s seat she calmly hit the gas
A few miles out, she pulled over gang outside with a trace of confusion in her eyes
Chapter 1324
Then grabbing the pack of cigarettes beside her, she lit one up
Her nails were painted a fiery red, a requirement for her latest film mia
Leaning back the smoked pondering if only feelings could be turned off as easdy or a faucet
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