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."

first. The goons from K's outfit were already on

in his arms, lan

the two stunned guards

quiet again, as it always was for her, a silence that felt as

basement, over a thousand cameras watched her, like a thousand eyes fixating on

the basement closed slowly, Cynthia remained unaware that someone had tried

whom she had worried

out of the basement when a barrage of

were returning

the car, he noticed Patric had cto, his eyes fixing lan with a deep

holding

Patric chuckled coldly.

you can get out

have you done?"

a smirk as he

deal with K, let him plant a tracker

collar, anger flashing

you lost your mind,

swatted his

leave? Let's stay here

fate,

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

was

tracker close to his heart

a surgeon. A slip of the knife, and Patric was a

died, it meant Eric would be gone

lan would have killed his own