Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Tears streamed down Maja's cheeks in heavy drops as the weight of her predicament bore down on her.

What was she to do? After all the trouble to find her mother, was she to leave her in this cold, dreary basement?

Who could be so cruel? Who was responsible for this?

Her lips tightened, a cold fury settled in her eyes. Never before had she felt such a desire to take someone's life.

"Maja."

lan wrapped his arms around her, feeling utterly helpless.

He had planned for every contingency, but he hadn't expected the stronghold where they held Cynthia to be so impenetrable.

Gunshots still echoed in the background as he lifted Maja into his arms.

She tried to struggle, but her strength was failing her.

"I'm sorry, you need to rest."

With a swift chop to the nape of her neck, lan knocked her out.

Maja's eyes widened in disbelief before she slipped into unconsciousness.

Behind them, Cynthia remained seated behind the door, oblivious to the chaos outside, her detached expression unchanged.

lan signaled to his men with a calm voice.

"Have the mute caretaker that looked after her continue to do so."

"Understood."

had to get Maja out first. The goons from

his arms,

the two stunned

her, a silence that felt as if she was the only person

over a thousand cameras watched her, like a thousand

door to the basement closed slowly, Cynthia remained unaware that

she had worried

stepped out of the basement when a barrage of gunfire met

were

car, he noticed Patric had cto,

frowned, holding

Patric chuckled coldly.

you think you can get

have you done?" lan

into a smirk

deal with K, let him plant a tracker

grabbed Patric's collar, anger

you lost your

swatted his hand

us leave? Let's stay

to his fate,

Patric's collar and grabbed a knife from nearby, slicing open the

was determined to find the

the tracker close to his heart as

wasn't a surgeon. A slip of the

Patric died, it meant

would have killed his own elder