Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Her cheeks were aflame with embarrassment, and she grabbed a piece of clothing nearby, throwing it at his face to shield his eyes. With a swift movement, Ian snatched the clothes and tossed it under the bed. “I want to see you. Maja, when did you learn to do that? Maja.” Unable to tolerate it any longer, Maja covered his mouth, only to hear him chuckle lightly and feel him licking her palm, signaling his playful intention. The bedroom door had been left ajar, and neither of them noticed the figure pausing at the threshold. At the touch of the doorframe, Patric’s fingers curled slightly. The sounds from inside were unmistakable, and after standing there briefly, he silently retreated. Back in his own room, Patric felt a seething anger spreading through his chest, as if it sought to evaporate all the moisture from his body. Especially Maja’s soft moans, they scratched at his heart like a cat’s claws. He rubbed at his temples before punching the wall beside him. “Eric?” He mentally called out, but Eric offered no response. Peeling off his jacket, Patric eyed the track marks on his arms. “Eric, you heard them, didn’t you? The woman you adore is with your brother. You give them all the clues, and do they appreciate it? You’re such a coward. If I were you, I’d make sure she never forgets me!” Eric and Patric were polar opposites; where Eric was gentle as a stream, Patric was unpredictable as a storm. Now, looking at the collection of needle marks, a cold smirk played across his lips. “Forget it. It’s pointless talking to you. You never respond unless Maja is near. So, from now on, stay out of my way!” Another punch hit the wall, his desire to feel his bones break almost palpable. It was only after a while that Eric’s faint voice emerged. “I’ve told you before, those aren’t my feelings.” Patric kicked over the coffee table with frustration, “If they’re not your feelings, then why do I feel such rage, such disgust at the sound of those two?” Even the memory of it reignited a furious blaze within him. Eric remained silent. “Eric, no one can stop what I’m about to do.” He turned coldly and made his way to the bathroom to wash the blood from his fingers, but it was then that Eric finally spoke up. “You should go with them to that place.” “I’m not going.” “Don’t you want to know the real purpose behind the project? Maybe if you go there, meet that person, and you’ll find out.” Patric’s brow furrowed; he was never good at deciphering Eric’s riddles. “Really?” “Yes.” In an instant, Patric’s fists clenched. If this

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set of rules that governed survival. Maja paused in front of a shop, feeling a gaze fixed on her. But the crowd was too dense, and she couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from. “What’s up?” Ian asked, his ring-adorned hand enveloping hers and lifting it to his lips for a kiss. Ever since his wounds had healed, every time Maja was in the room, she would inevitably be pulled into bed,