Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1010

Eric remained silent. The corner where he stood was filled with a heavy quietude.

The man’s stern features became even more evident.

“Last time, I covered for her by picking up a call from your brother lan. Trust me, if I have to keep doing this, he won’t need any prompting from me to start investigating who Patric is. It’s just that currently, he’s tied up with some issues regarding Holden and doesn’t have the time.”

The man’s fist rested against the mirror, his tone shifting into a soft lure.

“Speaking of which, perhaps it’s due to your influence, but I’ve come to find Maja quite appealing.”

“I’ve had her send the stuff to you.”

“Would’ve been easier if you did this earlier. I wouldn’t have had to risk taking lan’s call and almost revealing our whereabouts.”

A smug grin spread across the man’s face.

Eric had a gentle demeanor, and whenever he spoke to someone, it was always with kindness. Anyone who met him would never forget his face. That’s why, during their first encounter, Maja was completely awestruck by him.

It was for this reason that she insisted on meeting him during lan’s gambling agreement. Only by seeing him in person would she be able to truly let go.

“Eric, I’m entrusting her to you. Don’t pull any tricks. You know I don’t consider the consequences. If I sense something wrong, I won’t hesitate to take this woman for myself.”

The conversation faded away.

Maja slept uneasily in her dreams, abruptly jolted awake by lan’s voice.

it publicly. You’re not allowed to back out.”.

“Uh huh, okay.”

she remembered these words that lan had said while she was

then and just wanted to

that they were officially

she remembered this, she started smiling in her dreams, completely oblivious to her

she found herself under an unfamiliar ceiling. She frowned, noticing her phone on the bedside table with several

her phone but froze when she saw the numerous marks littered across her arms.

from her shoulder to her palm.

left–by Jan. Although lan was fond of leaving marks, they were usually around her neck.

her neck, collarbone, and earlobes, whispering her name

tried

fool. Having had many encounters with

throb as she quickly reassured herself that it was just her imagination. It wasn’t possible.

bed, but her

marks on her neck were now

face vigorously, trying to recall what

about Patric, as if

it be Patric’s twin brother?

impossible. Even twins wouldn’t look this

slept with

sent her

shower and returned to the bedside, where her phone was ringing

the time. She had been asleep for two days.