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

let me help you sit up, he

went over and helped her to sit up

sure if it was her imagination, but she thought his fingers were trembling slightly. He even had a band–aid wrapped around one of them Had

the porridge and side

porridge with a spoon, and brought it

was visibly shaking, causing the spoon’s contents to scatter

in confusion, he promptly placed the spoon back in the bowl, wiped up the spilled porridge with a paper towel, and

her again, but his

frowned Had he been in this state

five more times, finally dropping the spoon

I’m not feeling well today

as he left the room, calling

didn’t have something

a couple of bites, her

was slowly making his way up, each step painstakingly slow. He was

saw a sense of impending doom emanating from

was still apologizing, still speaking to her in a soft, gentle

that moment, Maja felt an indescribable

would feel a sense of poignancy seeing the man they admired during their youth in

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

stop talking in Eric’s mind

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

ten minutes to

sweaty, his lips dry