Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

lan's brow furrowed as a familiar voice echoed - a voice reminiscent of Philip. But it couldn't be Philip; it had to be his twin brother.

Were they at the research base too?

He didn’t linger; even though sounds could be heard from there, he wasn’t able to catch the clear sight inside.

Most of the base was sealed tight, allowing only glimpses through tiny cracks. There were no access points here, no way out except

for the one in his quarters.

After a lengthy trek, lan stumbled upon another hatch. It could be opened, but he paused to peer through first.

Below lay a glass chamber with a boy inside, seemingly at eighteen years old, his long hair obscuring everything below his eyes.

What drew lan's attention was the jade pendant around the boy's neck - similar to the one he'd seen on a woman's wrist at the

hotel. But such pendants weren't exactly rare, and from this distance, he couldn't make out any engravings.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes snapped open, staring back at lan through strands of hair. It was a piercing gaze, and for a split second,

lan felt seen. But that was impossible for him to see anything; the cracks were too small, and had the boy truly seen him, he'd

have sounded the

eyes remained calm, unwavering, devoid of emotions. Few seconds later, the boy brushed his hair back over his

intent to betray lan's

the many test subjects of the base? He had only

and been follow the woman the whole time;

open it and jump in to confront

around; for now, aside from this hatch on this boy's glass chamber, there wasn’t any other ones to be

discover all hatches tonight. At last, lan found another one, below which

As he was about to

was indeed from beasts. Below, there

was feeling confused, eyes, glowing red in the blackness, stared up at him. Any descent would be met with

continued walking in the air duct. In the end, he found only three hatches at the base:

boy's glass chamber, and one at where

shrouded in darkness, which made it difficult to see the surroundings. Looked like it would require

a

passed over the glass chambers, occasional cries

you doing this

don't want to make money anymore;

"Please, spare me!"