Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

If lan died, what would happen to Maja?

Quentin had never been one for considering others too deeply, because his primary concern was always revolved around pleasing

his stepfather.

Yet, he couldn't shake off the scene where Maja sifted through ashes for remnants of bone. It played like a silent film over and over

in his mind.

"Elder."

"Elder?"

Someone was calling him, which stirred Quentin from his thoughts. He looked up, only to see Timothy standing before him.

"Elder, we've prepared lunch for you and the gentleman. Please, join us for a meal. I won't intrude any further."

Quentin stood up, and when he passed by Patric, he paused slightly.

That fool, who once had an air of simplicity, now had a gaze both sharp and shrewd.

This was his true face, wasn't it?

In the moment Quentin hesitated, Patric's eyes narrowed.

With minimal contemplation, he discerned the face behind the mask.

So, it was him.

cold laugh escaped him. He remained still, but his peripheral vision caught BLACK rising to

their retreating figures, his

lan disguised himself, he couldn't

so well that every subtle movement of lan was

BLACK had

and lan were

possibly offer to Quentin that

Incredible.

grip tightened, and his eyes were a fathomless

felt a shiver down his spine

Patric, is

shown his true capabilities the night before, Timothy no longer doubted him

this man.

family

twisted smile played on Patric's

you truly think the Bradshaw

these years?"

as he was shocked

was this man

twisting as

to marry Maja, but swish to stand in my way. I plan to remove any and

his ambition, Timothy felt his

it sounded like

willingly

a thoughtful pause, Timothy said, "Produce that concoction first. If

making enemies and had been

wished for the Bradshaw family to lead the Four Great Houses and had grown tired of treating BLACK as an

guest.