Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

In a nondescript town somewhere in North America, a man watched the scenes playing out on the video feed with a smirk.

The video showed Cynthia, along with sstrangers.

He could hear their hushed voices, a smirk playing on his lips.

He had a strong desire to control his former protégée, initially planning to whisk her away amidst the chaos.

But where else could he find a basement as perfect as this? It was the golden cage he had meticulously planned to imprison her in

since childhood, a labor of love, so to speak.

The people on the video seemed aware they were under surveillance, speaking in hushed tones and mostly communicating

through text messages on their phones.

The man watched the monitors, not the least bit worried. He knew Cynthia couldn't escape. As long as she was under his watchful

eye, he was in a good mood.

Watching a woman of such stature gradually lose her dignity and becso obedient was his crowning achievement.

His smile deepened at the sound of someone knocking on the door, announcing the arrival of visitors.

A frown creased his forehead momentarily as he left the room.

Upon reaching the living room on the first floor, he found Philip and his ever-present shadow, Phil, sitting in the parlor.

"What brings the two of you here?" he asked with a casual air.

Philip looked up at him.

had avoided a direct confrontation

man's nwas Summer, and he was connected to

and Summer were the

Forbidden Island, and for years he had been

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were entangled with the research

that Quentin would be the

"Summer, where's Quentin?"

asked, his face

his body was dumped outside. Whether the

by the fate of

raised an eyebrow in

have

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He knew he had once shown weakness

his leniency and thus deserved her fate as a plaything in

preordained. Human efforts are

the secrecy shrouding the research facility. He

remained unclear to

in that place, no one shared information freely, and individual records were

highest echelons.

down his teacup, "This tI failed

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you here

want to confirm if Cynthia is still alive," Philip stated with a smile, his gaze unwaveringly

before the explosion, he had learned of Cynthia's whereabouts on

Summer's domain, the only place she could

was Cynthia