Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Mr. Sanders, we've been trying to cut through each of the hundreds of thousands of electric wires, one by one, but..."

"What's the problem?"

"With odds of one in several hundred thousand, cutting the wrong one could electrocute Mrs. Abbott," the technician explained, his

hands trembling with the weight of potential disaster.

Beck's chest seethed with anger, cursing the mastermind behind this twisted setup for their profound scheming!

It becclear that tampering with the wiring was a dead end. The only option left was to study the structure of the basement.

Inhaling deeply, Beck's anger scorched his throat.

"I'll send more people to help out. Figure out a way to crack it sooner."

"Will do."

Meanwhile, just as the engineering team had said, the mastermind behind the surveillance was indeed watching everything.

A glass of red wine sat casually in his hand, and a plate of artfully prepared steak lay untouched on the table before him. Dining in

the surveillance room, he took perverse pleasure in watching Cynthia's face on the monitors; merely looking at her made him eat

more.

In his eyes was a mix of disgust, obsession, and schadenfreude.

If an outsider were here, they'd surely think him mad.

On the screen, Cynthia sat silently on the bed, while those who wished to aid her dared not touch her at all.

wandered back to the initial days of Cynthia's “training.” Every day, he dispatched five

her struggle, her rage, her humiliation as they

touch her, he would indeed let these men

anticipated. It took three months of torment before she

touch.

was about to succeed,

forced himself

than a pet, a creature he

lengths of imprisoning

was the final straw that broke Cynthia's

soon as she was touched, she would be

Summer of course wouldn't allow, occasionally

daughter.

little girl was growing up, how she might serve

daughter, no matter how well she was

existence. Initially, Cynthia had hidden her exceptionally

underdeveloped

with Cynthia captive, there was no need for him

the years had rendered Cynthia

had her uterus removed and could no longer have children. Otherwise,

had her breed

a perfect “pet” under the noses of others made him

when he dined.

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curled

steak, someone knocked at the door when he planned to

"Sir, Christ has arrived."

announced obtaining the Jellyfish Seal, a token

organization.

had always supported Cynthia and were