Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

They couldn't get Dylan out just yet. If he vanished from the glass tank now, the base would realize there was people coming in

from outside, and a thorough sweep would follow. That would spell disaster for lan and the others still inside; they'd all be exposed

and never stand a chance to escape.

lan's immediate task was to return to the vent, retrieve the dozen or so canisters of compressed gas he'd tossed out, and put them

back in place. Through that way he could clear himself of any suspicion.

"Walter, head back to your post."

Walter's mouth twitched, "And what about him?" He was pointing at Dylan.

lan massaged his temples, "He's still breathing, not dead yet. If we pull him out now, we're as good as dead."

They were all clever, and wouldn't be unable to see clearly the gravity of the situation. Walter quickly made his exit, and lan

returned to the core research lab.

The lab was untouched, but Sarah, who should've been conducting experiments there, was nowhere to be found.

lan didn't dwell on her absence. He hurried back to his room, crawled through the air ducts, retrieved all the canisters, and

managed to sneak them back into the lab without anyone noticing.

Sarah, on the other hand, had already left her lab in the middle of the commotion outside, standing amidst the chaos.

She caught sight of Philip making his way through the turmoil. He grabbed a woman in the fray.

Sarah's pupils contracted sharply as she recognized the woman's face. Pushing past the frantic researchers blocking her path, she

strode toward Philip's location.

knowing each other. Yet she harbored a deep-seated aversion to him

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Philip was holding

her into the base earlier, and now she was here with her wrist in his grip. Her protective

the crazed researchers, and

darkened, followed by a

he denied it, "No, it can't be Maja, but the

imprisoning her

but even the mannerisms, so similar. What a

sharp; he didn't believe in such coincidences. This resemblance

Maja?

to break free,

"Who are you?"

Philip by file, but had never met the man in person. Philip raised an

was about to speak, a bullet whizzed past his ear toward 00. The shot hit her shoulder.

Phil with a

having rushed to the scene. He made to pull the trigger again but saw

doing? Who ordered you to

"Philip, I saw her."

was in her pocket, obviously concealing something. A dagger, perhaps, or a

hall, if she was holding

loyalty was to Philip above all. If this woman was a threat to Philip, he would eliminate the

a small knife, ready to slit Philip's throat at any moment. Because

protective suit not been torn, she might

with a gentle smirk in his eyes,

me. Seen Summer around? Phil, take

cautiously, still

"Tell him what?"

say she's the spitting image of Cynthia's

years, never letting anyone near. Wasn't he curious what Cynthia's daughter

If he was curious and he saw her, what would he do