Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Judith’s cheeks were flushed with excitement – could it be shares in the Sanders Group? Was Dylan thinking of giving her a stake in the family business? With that in her grasp, she wouldn’t have to worry about whether the rest of the Sanders family accepted her or not. “Judith, I’m going to change. The bodyguard will take you over there in the meantime.” “Okay, Dylan, just come over soon.” She was gently escorted towards the back garden. But she had no idea where she was being taken. All she knew was that she was boarding a boat and settling into a comfortable chair. Soon after, something clasped around her legs, and she instantly felt uneasy. “What are you doing locking my feet?” “Ms. Sanders, these are ankle bracelets, a gift worth a fortune. Mr. Dylan had them prepared for you, but you can’t look at them just yet.” Judith breathed a sigh of relief, her lips curving into a smile. “I knew Dylan loved me the most.” This vessel was larger than the dinghy from last night. The chair was fixed inside a cage adorned with fresh flowers. This cage, which had held Maja yesterday, now contained Judith, who sat oblivious to her true predicament. Her legs were shackled to the chair. Fooled by the sweet scent of flowers, she believed the shackles were Dylan’s generous gift. She had no idea that in the villa’s second-floor study, Dylan clutched a bottle of whiskey. He took a swig, the strong liquor forcing a series of coughs from his chest. As the heir to the Sanders empire, he had to constantly keep his emotions in check, never showing too much vulnerability. In the cutthroat world of business, he was known for his decisiveness and ruthlessness, but all of that crumbled in front of Judith. He’d never been in love, so he doted on his little sister, his precious gem, vowing to protect her from any hardship. He had never found whiskey to be so harsh, so unpalatable. He wept not tears but a deep, bottomless sorrow. As the boat drifted into the river’s heart, Judith finally sensed something was amiss. Why was the boat still moving? Where were they heading? “Where are we going? Where’s Dylan?

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to hell!” She bent forward to see her legs shackled to the chair, the chair in a cage, the cage locked tight. Panic flooded her, and she frantically clung to the iron bars. “You can’t do this! Let me go back! Dylan, where are you? Oh, I’m so scared, I’m really scared!”