Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1320

In North America, lan’s influence was constrained, and the flow of information had trickled to a slow drip. The circumstances surrounding Fitch’s death still gnawed at him, feeling off–kilter in a way he couldn’t pin down

But calling Fitch was out of the question

Back home. Bernard was still unconscious, and if any connection between Fitch and lan now a fugitive, was unearthed, even if Fitch was breathing he wouldn’t be able to escape the inevitable thal that would follow

Logic dictated that lan should stay put and wait for news, but if Fitch really was dead, implicated because of him, how could lan possibly stay calm?

Splashing cold water on his face in the bathroom, lan tried to wash away his disquiet When he emerged, Nydia was waiting with news

“Patric’s ready to sing she declared

Patric had an innate aversion to Eric, resenting the constant praise of Eric’s achievements that shone brightly in their community The irritation was clear on his face twisted with a remnant of brutality as he was led out of the room As he spotted lan, Patric lunged forward, an angry fist cocked, but the cuffs on his wrists and the shackles on his ankles allowed him only a short advance before being restrained.

His eyes bore into tan’s, and after a moment’s pause, Patric scoffed. “You want intel on the research facility? I’ll need a moment to ponder. After all, I’ve only received scraps of knowledge in that area

Then bring out Eric He knows that

“Do you think I don’t want him to speak? He’s been courting death over and over, now barely clinging to life. He only reacts when Maja’s around” flickering at the mention of her name

at fans sore

said his lashes

Maja, clinging to a promise they made in the confines of that facility lan, you just lucked

lan retorted,

from lan. But now knowing who his

Eric come forward or make an effort to

ngage in a

was still outmatched lan’s audacity in this instance suggested that if pushed too far, Patric could well end up with a bullet in him. Nothing seemed beyond

floor will jog my memory

to cooperate, nodded at Nydia to take charge.

pharmaceutical abilities Don’t let him touch

and in his hands, even the simplest

easy Nydia

chair, lan made to leave the room, but

trip back home? ian, hear me out Going back now will only stir more chaos in Greenfield I won’t help if you truly care ordinary woman Have

overlooking

struck a chord

that Maja, too was growing stronge but her rate of growth was astonishing Never one to give up in adversity, her resilience had always been her most shining quality