Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As lan and Oliver were left alone, the tension in the room was palpable.

Ralap, a man known for his caution, had stationed guards outside of lan's dwelling since the night before.

It was a charade of protection that thinly veiled his true intentions—surveillance. Ralap was after the medicine, a valuable

commodity in their cutthroat world. Now that it was gone, his unease was evident, yet he knew better than to lay a finger on lan.

As soon as the door closed, Oliver stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust from his jeans in a gesture of readiness.

"So, lan, when are we making our move?" he asked, the casual tone belying the gravity of their situation.

lan's gaze drifted toward the window; dusk was only a few hours away. He had deliberately leaked his location to the hounds who

were baying for his blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were under K's command.

K's influence seemed to have spread even here. Undoubtedly, K was holding back for sreason—if not, they would have been

wiped off the map with a single bomb, rather than this elaborate hunt within the island's confines.

But tonight, K's men would come. And when they did, amidst the clash with Ralap's forces, lan and Oliver would slip away to find

Maja.

Oliver didn't wait for an answer; he knew the pattern of their conversations well enough. Together, they silently bid their time.

Two hours later, the calm was shattered by the distant sound of gunfire. Ralap sat erect in the parlor, sipping his tea. Upon hearing

the shots, he turned to his most trusted aide.

"Go check what's happening."

But before the aide could move, the sporadic gunfire turned into a cacophony of chaos.

"Boss, I'll cover you. We need to get out of here," the aide insisted as Ralap's expression soured. Had his enemies dared to

Middle Island

who's got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver

other families. We must deal with this external threat as

a direct threat to the resources of

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

tell him we

the families. Quentin was

all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he

that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and his word was law. Now,

they turned to him for

that K's men had made their move. He had expected a confrontation

launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a blatant disregard for all the island's

darkly,

forces, and eliminate K's

mad enough to take things this far, Quentin was ready to

At least thirty have been sighted so

bold move," Quentin noted. "Find out if anything else has happened within the organization besides

Elder."

lost since morning, and it was

well.

Just fight. I want to

ships lay in wait. Philip lounged on the

watched

surrounding waters were under lockdown; no vessel would pass

if he obliterated the island, he would make it escaping the

harbored Maja, lan, and the

her trail, and Philip

island—not yet. He wanted to see her, to facilitate a

consumed

to those

expression morphed into the warm and