Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Judith’s performance was so convincing that it was hard to imagine her slipping poison into Augus’s drink, especially looking as if she might faint at any moment due to her ill health. Could she really muster the audacity to do such a thing? Beck’s brow furrowed with concern, but he ordered the glass to be taken for testing nonetheless. Judith was huddled in Dylan’s embrace, her body quivering with each sob. Arlene was by her side, offering comfort as if she were the one who had been wronged. The doctor had already rushed over to tend to Augus. Beck remained at the bedside, refusing to leave. “Doc, how’s my dad?” “He’s had a severe panic attack. He needs plenty of rest.” “No other symptoms? For now, I can’t see anything else.” As the doctor finished speaking, Judith clutched at Dylan’s sleeve. “Dylan, take me away from here. Seeing me will only anger Dad further.” Her voice was hoarse, filled with an air of utter desolation. Dylan sighed and had someone escort her away. After all, with Augus unconscious, he, as the eldest son, couldn’t possibly leave at such a critical time. Upon returning to Dylan’s villa, Judith was filled with a vengeful triumph. She immediately contacted her accomplice via her phone. “I only managed to get one drop in him, the rest spilled on his skin. Will it work?” “It’ll work. Even if he didn’t ingest

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Any tests will only reveal harmless compounds found in health supplements.” “Then I have nothing to worry about.” Judith put the matter to rest. She had paid a steep price, and now all that was left was to wait for Dylan’s comforting arms. Beck had the substance sent for analysis, and an hour later, the results confirmed there were no harmful components. His brow creased with worry as he took Augus to the hospital for a thorough check-up. The doctors kept insisting it was a severe panic attack, but they couldn’t find any other cause. If it were just a panic attack, Augus should have woken up by now. Beck spent two days by his father’s bedside, but there was no sign of Augus regaining consciousness. He sought the doctor’s advice again, who could only sigh helplessly. “Perhaps Mr. Sanders has some unresolved issues weighing on him, preventing him from waking. You’ll need to address these issues to help him recover.” Beck stood rigidly. His father’s unresolved issue was Jolin—Augus had turned grey overnight, believing his daughter had died. If only Beck could uncover the truth about Jolin. Glancing at Dylan, who had also spent two days in the hospital without leaving, Beck realized his brother must suspect Judith’s involvement in their father’s condition. Perhaps it was the shock of seeing Judith that had triggered Augus’s collapse. Dylan, too, bore responsibility as a son. He opened his mouth to speak but found no words in Beck’s presence. Instead, he just patted Beck on the shoulder, a silent gesture of solidarity. Beck felt a lump in his throat. Dylan had always been the most caring in the family, but his affections knew no bounds. He doted on Judith, but in equal measure, he doted