Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja couldn't help but feel the encounter with the woman was too coincidental, and yet when they were both caught up in a

foreign land's black market, the woman showed no sign of panic.

But what Maja chose to believe was the genuine emotion in the woman's eyes when she spoke of finding her brother. That kind of

feeling couldn't be faked; perhaps she truly was here to look for someone.

Later, as they entered the hotel together and caught sight of each other's faces, the woman showed no surprise, confirming she

didn't recognize Maja.

Maja sipped the broth from the bowl before her.

"She must be here to find someone," she mused.

lan reached out, affectionately ruffling her hair. He knew Maja well; she appeared aloof but was tender-hearted and struggled to be

harsh to anyone. Her strong sense of responsibility was both a blessing and a curse.

Anyway, he wouldn't force her to change.

After finishing her soup, Maja brushed her teeth.

When she emerged from the bathroom, lan set aside his laptop and began to dry her hair, a moment of intimacy they hadn't

Maja leaned against his chest, the warm air lulling her

her exhaustion, he gently massaged her

carefully before the

need to cto your hotel?" his man on the other end

downstairs to book rooms for you guys. There's a whole

"Got it."

rooms on their floor and elsewhere in

the underground fight club, directing Nydia to

in Cania, a place recently

Contact Walter;

only someone like Walter, with his global connections, could

it would take days, which he

call was timely; Nydia immediately got in touch and dispatched her best fighters—fifty from the underground

notch.

at the hotel. With her pregnant, there was no room

in place, lan showered

her close, he deeply inhaled her scent, feeling a peace he hadn't known in ages.

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day later, Dylan and

asleep when she heard voices outside. Without much concern, she turned

with others, followed by the sharp crack of gunfire not far

hallway.