Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja hadn't touched the watery oatmeal served to her.

The maid rolled her eyes and whisked the bowl away without a word.

"Just stay put in bed, honey. Nobody's here to wait on you hand and foot."

The door clicked shut, and it was only then that Maja cautiously slid out from under the covers.

Thankfully, her body felt unmedicated and strong.

Peering through the window, she realized she was trapped in a lavish estate, with faux hills and babbling brooks decorating the

grounds.

She tried to open the window, but it was sealed shut.

Next, she cto the door and tried pushing against it. It wouldn't budge, as it was locked from the outside.

Was she being held captive?

At least the room was spacious, complete with an en suite bathroom.

She returned to the bed. Uncertain of her current predicament, she was left with no choice but to wait.

Meanwhile, in the grand parlor of the Bradshaw estate, a steaming cup of coffee sat before Patric.

The Bradshaw patriarch, Timothy, now in his forties, had taken the reins of the family after the previous head passed away years

ago.

Recognizing the Patric's poise, Timothy watched him with a light chuckle. "So, Mr. Patric, you're interested in further business with

us?" he inquired with a smirk.

his cup, Patric spoke

kind of business would the Bradshaws be unaware of? Aren't you folks the best at

a crass

elite families were up to

a monopoly held tightly by these families, who sold ordinary folks like chattel. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

pitifully low, as their value was nearly

a handsreward was offered. As a result, there was rarely

on the island existed solely to cultivate the children's innate talents, and those who showed particular

for

as exaggerated as Quentin had

Inner Island clans were privy to these rules, and even their own kin

members had somehow felt their unassailable status, and therefore inflated their arrogance when dealing with

his eyes to appraise Patric. Just days ago, an Eric had appeared and was seized by

up escaping

having fled, now here ca Patric, who looked eerily

was a brute with a straightforward code, certainly not

was nothing like Eric. They

gaze fixed on his

many

Bradshaw, I want twenty of the finest quality you

problem. But when will we receive the promised medication

"One month's time."

in that month, the Bradshaws will ensure Mr. Patric is

and left

can we truly trust

this Patric arrives alone,

he is reliable or not, the medication he speaks

deliver, he won't be leaving

butler fell

had always been competitive. Although they controlled all of Inner

held power above them

claim people every three months, and none who left ever