Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As Maja Pennyfeather felt someone touching her, anger knitted her brows.

But she couldn't move; Patrick had administered sinjection into her at spoint, and while she was acutely aware of her

surroundings, her body refused to respond.

Quentin Gellar leaned in, "Ms. Pennyfeather, you're about to marry Patrick. Did you know?"

A flicker of shock crossed Maja's eyes.

Had Patrick lost his mind? She was pregnant, and he wanted to marry her now?!

Who was this person, and where had he gotten his information?

She blinked furiously, attempting to speak, but no words cout.

Quentin noticed her state, his forehead creased with concern. He was no medical genius and had no clue what had befallen her.

"Do you want to marry him? If not, blink once."

Maja blinked over twenty times, her cheeks flushed with indignation.

Yet, she had a nagging premonition that Patrick was resolute in his goal, and no one knew what he was up to—it certainly wasn’t

anything good.

Quentin, getting the message, nodded and left the room.

Timothy Bradshaw stood outside the door, with a smile gracing his face.

"Elder, you've arrived at quite the opportune moment to raise a toast for celebration."

Quentin felt an inexplicable surge of irritation. If it were any other woman, he would have stayed out of it, but why did it have to be

Maja?

retreated to his own

in his chair, he heard noises from outside. It

wedding.

really couldn't

do tonight, and whether he would guess right

Maja.

he decided to hit the

news that more of K's people had shown

even though his instincts told him he should pull out

his bed; as he was about to reply to the message,

scent wafted into the

mouth and swiftly exited through

no sign of

the Bradshaw

of cannon fire echoed in the distance, albeit far

estate.

own people, eager to find out what was

clash outside between two forces—one's lan's, and the other's K's. Looks like they've stumbled upon each S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on

other."

didn't want to interfere, but after hanging up, he worried that lan might not make it

hurried to Maja's room, only to find Patrick blocking the

are you doing

raised his hand

scoffed, "You do know who I am, don't

disturb her now, no

a

dodged skillfully and

fight until Patrick's gun

to keep being the Elder, don't act

and a high

again, their scuffle causing the door to rattle

to the ceiling, knew something was happening outside, yet she