Remarry Missions: Catching My Naughty Ex-Wife

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 What Does Your Husband Do? “My husband is just an ordinary programmer. “ Damara casually lied, maintaining a serious tone “Marriage takes effort from both sides, you know? Can’t let him bear all the burden alone” She pushed the coffee to Abner and smiled decently. “Although he doesn’t earn much, he is a devoted family man.” Damara described the image of an ideal spouse she conjured up in her mind Abner fell far short of that image in every aspect. “Well, Mr. Robinson, what about you? That lady just mentioned that you’re married What kind of person is your wife?” Damara casually asked, trying to get close to her client. After all, this man didn’t know her name or what she looked like, so she couldn’t expect much from his answer As expected, Abner furrowed his brow slightly and replied honestly, “I don’t know” That woman dragged on the divorce He even sent the divorce agroomond to Moore Group, but that woman did not react What was she waiting for? She just wanted to cling to the Rohanpon Group like a parasite Damara was surprised by his candid response. At that moment, the

Chapter 22 What Does Your Husband Do7 40 Vouchers waiter arrived with the dishes, and she took the opportunity to change the subject. “Chef Bell is an art enthusiast. It’s amazing how he incorporates famous paintings into his dishes.” Three exquisite dishes were brought to the table, seemingly chaotic in color but complementing each other perfectly. “Mr. Robinson, please enjoy.”

The vision before Damara was becoming increasingly blurry, and she just wanted to finish the task quickly and go to the hospital. But Abner held a coffee cup and asked casually, “How did you know I have a stomach problem?” She hesitated for a moment. “Just a guess. I heard you are a workaholic and probably don’t eat on time.” Robinson complained during their phone call, mentioning that Abner was too absorbed in work and frequently suffered stomach problems. Robinson could only hope that Damara would remind and take care of Abner. Damara couldn’t refuse, so she always promised to do so. However, in the past three years of marriage, they had never met even once. The following dishes were served one after another, and Damara briefly introduced each one while observing Abner’s reactions. But Abner was the most adept at controlling his micro-expressions that she had ever seen. After seven dishes, not even his eyelashes twitched. 26.77% 12:47 Chapter 22 What Does Your Husband Do? 40 Vouchers Damara couldn’t tell at all which one he preferred. Even when he picked up the food, he only took a few bites before setting down his utensils. Did he not like any of them? She even started to doubt Payne’s information. If Abner had studied something related to art before, his reaction shouldn’t have been so indifferent. “Penny?” “Penny?” Damara snapped back to reality and realized that Abner was already standing before her, his eyebrowsProperty belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

slightly furrowed. Her mind went blank as if that recent memory had gone missing. She hastily said, “I’ll go pay the bill.” Abner glanced at her. He might have thought she was trying to sk ip out on the bill if it weren’t for her genuine expression. The waiter placed the bill in front of her, but she didn’t react. Helplessly, the waiter handed the card machine over to Abner. Abner found it amusing, swiped his card, and noticed Damara still lost in thought. “It’s already paid.” Damara stopped in embarrassment. She had stood up too quickly and now felt dizzy. Unexpectedly, she leaned towards him. Abner initially tried to avoid her, but realizing the escalator was nearby, he hesitated momentarily, and she had already fallen into his 18:45 Houchers armis Only then did he notice that she was burning up. The cold fragrance from him entered her nostrils, and Damara’s dazed mind began to function again. Ignoring her discomfort, she quickly withdrew to the side. “Sorry, I might have caught a chill last night.” Have you caught a chill? Abner saw her pale face, wondered if she had lost her mind, and spent the whole night soaking in cold water. “Since you’re married, why didn’t you tell your husband to pick you up last night?” It would be better to have someone help her with that kind of drug than to tough it out alone.