Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1091

In the darkness, Eric didn’t respond.

Half an hour later, he slowly stood up and opened the door to his room.

When the lights from the outside flooded in, he took a step back as though startled by the sudden brightness.

Patric let out another scoff, but Eric didn’t engage him.

He descended the stairs to find Maja still sprawled on the couch.

She wasn’t asleep, just staring blankly at the ceiling

Battling his discomfort. Eric discarded the IV bags and needles in the trash and then took the garbage outside

When he returned, his back was slick with cold sweat

He moved towards the kitchen, skillfully grabbing a bag of rice, and started to prepare porridge.

Rolling up his sleeves, he made a few simple side dishes

After some time, when the porridge cooled a bit, he served it to Maja.

Maja couldn’t get up, the pain in her stomach had subsided, but she was still weak

help you

and helped her to sit

but she thought his fingers were trembling slightly. He even had a band–aid wrapped around one of them Had he cut

the porridge and side dishes

scooped up some porridge with

visibly shaking, causing the spoon’s

promptly placed the spoon back in the bowl, wiped up the spilled porridge with a paper towel, and threw it away in

to feed her again, but

Had he been in this state

dropping the spoon in defeat,

sorry I’m not feeling well today I’ll

the room, calling

her stomach; if she didn’t have something light soon, she’d probably pass out from the

a couple of bites, her gaze drifted towards

his way up, each step painstakingly slow. He was a far

impending doom emanating from

apologizing, still speaking to her in a soft, gentle

felt an

the man they admired during their

though he wasn’t walking up the stairs but rather stepping

talking in Eric’s

on to the body when it’s causing you so much pain? Give it to me, and I promise you won’t be disappointed. Aren’t you just afraid that I’ll hurt Maja? I swear, as long as you fully hand over the control of the body to me. I’ll immediately send

full ten minutes to reach the top of the stairs

sweaty, his lips