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

sounded the

emotions. Few seconds

not having intent to betray lan's

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

been follow the woman the

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

this boy's glass chamber, there wasn’t any other ones to

slowly ahead, planning to discover all hatches tonight. At last, lan found another one, below which there was

which way it led to. As he was about to open it, a bestial growl

was indeed from beasts. Below, there were a

in the blackness, stared up at him. Any descent would be met with

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

the boy's glass chamber, and one

it difficult to see the

a clearer

he passed over the glass chambers, occasional cries

are you doing this to me?

want to make money anymore; please, I'm

"Please, spare me!"