Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2142

Tyler took a slow drag from his cigarette, watching her for about ten minutes before realizing she was still standing there, lost in thought.

He drove his car over slowly and stopped right in front of her.

Athena seemed to snap back to reality and gave him a smile.

"I thought you'd left."

"Hop in."

She immediately opened the passenger door and got in.

Even with the car windows down, she could catch a faint whiff of smoke.

"Have you been smoking?"

"Does it bother you?"

Many women didn't like men who smoked, but Athena rarely showed interest in anything other than him.

The thought made him frown slightly. After dropping her off at her place, he suddenly felt like staying over.

Athena naturally asked, "Want to come up for a bit?"

Tyler was easily tempted and opened the car door promptly.

He'd been to her place before, and it smelled just as homey as ever.

Sinking into the couch, Athena reheated some leftover soup and placed it next to him.

Tyler didn't ask any questions and drank it. Leaning back, he beckoned, "Come here."

Athena moved closer, leaning in, and caught a lingering scent of another woman's perfume on him.

He tried to pull her into his arms, but for once, Athena backed away slightly.

"Go wash up first."

Tyler raised an eyebrow, sniffing his sleeve, which indeed smelled of a perfume that wasn't hers.

"Are you turning me away?"

Athena said nothing, so he got up. "I'll use your bedroom bathroom."

"There's one in the guest room. I don't like anyone using my personal bathroom."

Athena was usually easygoing with him, so this was the first time she'd refused him.

His eyes narrowed as he glanced at the closed bedroom door.

It was always like this, closed and mysterious, and he grew more curious about what was inside that she so carefully kept hidden.

With a playful smirk, he challenged, "Alright, then join me."

Athena didn't refuse this time. Over the years, she'd made enough money as a celebrity to afford a spacious guest bathroom.

Athena remained silent. The short film lasted just twenty minutes, and when it ended, she moved to get out of the tub.

Tyler held her wrist, getting out with her, and grabbed a towel to dry her off.

Athena, concerned he might be picky, added, "The towels are clean, only used by me, and sanitized."

Tyler sniffed the towel and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"No wonder it smells so nice."

She laughed suddenly, and he scooped her up, carrying her out of the bathroom.

As he laid her on the bed, he leaned over her.

Athena's gaze dropped to a certain area, and she asked curiously, "Aren't you tired?"

"Questioning my stamina?"

With a grin, he pulled out a card. It held a hundred thousand dollars.

He was always generous with the women he slept with. Athena hadn't accepted anything from him lately, and he was fine with that. But after all the times together, he felt it was only fair.

"There's a hundred thousand on this card, a little something for you."

Athena looked at him, then leaned up and kissed him on the nose.