Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Her gaze was fixed on the direction of the distant city in North America, which was thousands of miles from her.

An explosion had rocked that city, precisely where Summer resided.

As soon as the nearby devices reacted, he boarded a helicopter with K, bound directly for the headquarters.

Beck and Abner sat in a car seven hundred meters away, watching red dots scatter in all directions on their computer.

These were the IP addresses, presumably associated with BK members, intercepted in the vicinity within a short time.

The BK organization had once appeared in North America, known by a very few; it wasn't as mysterious as the research base.

Thanks to Walter and Abner's information network, pinning down K's whereabouts wasn't too tricky.

K had erred in appearing outside Forbidden Island, thereby exposing his whereabouts. All it took was keeping an eye on him from

there.

However, K, ever cunning, eschewed returning to BK's headquarters, opting instead for this city.

This was the city where the Grand Elder and Christ had sought retirement, where Summer lived as well, with part of BK's power

scattered here mainly to secure the two elders.

When Abner's forces bombed this place, destroying Summer's residence, they also demolished where the Grand Elder and Christ

stayed.

Christ had been moved by Summer, and now a group was flying toward BK headquarters, incessantly laying ambushes for Abner's

team.

K sat in the helicopter, smirking.

"Looks like they've found this place. I thought lan had gone to Astronia, that this city would be safe."

Summer remained silent, his face bearing a gentle smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

to Astronia, after all, it was information

intrigued by it.

was one of

major outbreaks of disease every few years, halving its population each

global community attributed it to Cania's closeness to the “lungs of the earth,”

myriad viruses.

Summer knew the truth: It was the

signaled data collection tfor the base,

tone, "Too bad for him, once he

identity of the person from the

behind for him to have solidified his power within BK at such a young

the base's rules forbade

gaze, watching into the

silence, "Where is

night's bombing,

have escaped

Cynthia; he

becenemies. Their relationship used to be

love turned to

like Summer, who showed no mercy, how

Oh, she's alive. How could

as he spoke. Those unaware would think

silent, his gaze turning

people in BK, and soon enough, reinforcements arrived to ensure their safety, and both he and

returned to

did was to go to

with a surveillance room, and the first

behind.

from the research

like his shadow, always by

"Philip, should we go?"

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thinking about

probably understood what Cynthia meant