Remarry Missions: Catching My Naughty Ex-Wife

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Chapter 17 It Makes Sense That You Are Not Interested in Me

As she stood barefooted, Damara was soaked entirely, with her long hair dripping water.

Her nails were neatly trimmed, and her rounded, fair toes that were curled up revealed her

nervousness.

Abner gave her a meaningful glance, closed his laptop, and sneered, “Honey? You’re not planning to

hide your thoughts anymore, are you?”

Noticing his gaze, Damara looked down at herself and realized that even the outline of her bra was

visible under the light.

Her already pale face instantly turned red as if it would bleed. In a panic, she ran back to the bathroom.

Uninterested in playing along with her feigned reluctance, Abner picked up the laptop and documents

from the side and got ready to leave. A photo slipped out from the files and slowly landed on the floor.

Before he could pick it up, he heard the bathroom door being pushed open again.

There were no spare clothes here, so Damara wrapped herself in a towel, her wet hair pinned up. She

revealed her face, and her tone and actions were much more respectful than before.

“Mr. Robinson, I’m sorry about what happened just now.”

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She lowered her head and took out a prepared card, “I’ll arrange a new room for you and compensate

you for all the me ntal distress caused.”

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He had saved her from Allen, but she was returning the ingratitude,

It was an offense from a woman he didn’t like.

Not unleashing his fury was already a sign of his restraint.

“Me ntal distress compensation?”

Abner repeated, confirming that he had heard correctly.

Damara clutched the towel, her grip tight due to uncase, causing the towel to crumple.

Perhaps the drugs were still affecting her.

She looked up at Abner, and their eyes met. The words she had organized and prepared earlier had

suddenly vanished from her mind.

Instead, scenes of her clinging to him and forcibly kissing him flashed by. She felt her chest surging

with waves, and her face was still burning hot.

The only relief was that Abner seemed unaware of her identity.

“You think I need money? Or are you deliberately saying this to get my attention?”

Abner scrutinized her from head to toe.

“What makes you think I would be interested in you?”

Earlier on the court, she had the nerve to tell Allen that she was the wife of the Robinson Group’s

president. But now, she pretended she couldn’t wait to distance herself from him. What a lousy actress

she

was!

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Abner no longer wanted to stay in this room.

He bent down and picked up the photos from the floor. The last one was near Damara’s feet.

Stepping back, Damara helped pick it up.

Just as she was about to hand it over, she glanced at the photo, and a trace of surprise flashed through

her eyes.

Wasn’t this the villa she had designed?

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Surprised, she held onto the photo and didn’t immediately give it to Abner.

Noticing her staring at the photo in her hand, Abner frowned.

Capturing the coldness in his eyes, Damara quickly returned to her senses and returned the photo,

saying, “Mr. Robinson, it’s normal that you are not interested in me. But what happened tonight, it’s all

my fault, and if possible, I’d like to compensate you elsewhere.”

She never thought anything would happen between them, so his somewhat insulting words didn’t

bother her much, just made her feel awkward.

Her tense nerves relaxed a bit, and she regained her composure.

Compensate elsewhere?

What else could it be?

Abner gave her a cold glance, took the photo from her hand, and remained indifferent.

He turned to leave, but then he heard her say, “Are these photos from Mr. Payne?”

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Abner hadn’t expected that, at this moment, she would still be trying to bug him.

Unable to help himself, he chuckled lightly, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes, “Don’t tell me you’re

friends with this designer and want to introduce them to me.”

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