Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

But no one expected that the city where lan was staying would plunge into panic as daylight broke.

At 7 a.m., right at the peak of the morning rush, a patient infected with a contagious disease was discovered in the bustling city

center.

That meant the disease had made its way to the heart of the city.

The mall where the patient was found was immediately sealed off, trapping everyone inside for observation, while outside, anxiety

was spreading like wildfire.

lan stood on his hotel balcony and watched the people below rushing about, frantically stockpiling supplies from the supermarkets.

Chaos was on the horizon.

So when Beck's call cthrough, lan's brow furrowed, his heart skipping a beat.

"You had only one job—keep an eye on her! But you just screwed it!"

Beck, knowing he was at fault, didn't dare to argue.

lan took a deep breath before hanging up. He tried to call Maja, only to find her phone switched off.

He instantly regretted sneaking into the city behind her back, knowing full well what she was like.

The city was descending into disorder, and Maja, pregnant and alone, could be facing any number of dangers.

He couldn't bear to think about it, bombarding her with messages, desperate to find out when her flight would land.

When Maja arrived at the airport, something felt off. The air was thick with dust, making it hard to see.

She wasn't alone; another traveler from Windhelm was with her, both of them stung by the whipping sand.

they got into a local guide's

guide barely knew Maja's language, limited to a few basic

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chatting with a group of people, who

guide pocketed the

down Maja's spine as she

like we've been sold," the woman said with a hint of

it was as

imagined that a guide could

speaking in a language she didn't understand,

out, toppling two of them with a

and a

reaction. While still in shock, Maja delivered two more kicks to

of the other

white-faced

keys from the ground, Maja pulled the woman

"Let's go!"

hopped on the back of the

and could handle a bicycle,

no recollection of the route they'd taken,

remember how to get to the

her voice steady and

motorcycle while the

later, they stopped close to the airport, but their final destination wasn't there—it was a

the map on her phone, the woman guided Maja in a new