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

not having intent to betray lan's

his suspicion grew. Was this boy one of the many test subjects of the base?

the whole time; he hadn't had

hatch. It was operational; he could open it and jump in

from this hatch on this boy's glass chamber, there

discover all hatches tonight. At last,

As he was

that was indeed from beasts.

confused, eyes, glowing red in the blackness, stared up at him. Any descent

it and continued walking in the air duct. In the end, he found only

room he was living, one above the boy's glass chamber, and one at where the

the last hatch was shrouded in darkness, which made it

for a

he passed over the glass chambers, occasional cries could be

doing this to me?

don't want to make money anymore; please, I'm

"Please, spare me!"