Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Tossing the dagger into a nearby trash bin, he shoved the captive towards Phil.

"Ask the professor where Summer is at."

How could that sicko who held people captive ever really let go of a woman who looked so much like Cynthia's daughter?

A dark, twisted part of Philip's mind began to stir, almost as if this woman's humiliation at Summer's hands was akin to Maja's. It

wasn't likely that Cynthia, after years of imprisonment, could remain untouched, right?

The thought of both mother and daughter being violated by the sman was quite the script. The mere thought brought a softer

smile to Philip's eyes.

00 had received professional training, but her skills were only good enough to mimic Maja; she wasn't a match for a hypocrite like

Philip.

Now with her hands bound, she could hardly move.

"Let go of me!"

"I might, but first tell me, where's lan, and what's he after?"

Could it be that lan had actually followed her in? But why would he bring along a decoy? It was too risky, too exposing. Or was it

that lan sent this woman ahead to scout things out, essentially as cannon fodder?

Philip ruled out the possibility of lan being at the research base. Bringing along a decoy with mediocre skills was just nonsensical.

a few times before realizing she

throw these people into disarray

Philip wouldn't suspect that

a woman standing not too far

a few steps, frozen

spotted Sarah, her eyes brimming with tears. He hadn't spoken much to the

him to cast a dissenting

Sarah doing now? Was she

expression and walked

you before, but it's true what they say -

him in the flesh."

few seconds before she reluctantly looked up, but she chose not to shake

her, instead taking

if fleeing, heading straight for

already there, waiting, the vial he had retrieved from the air duct perfectly placed

"Bang!"

in, her face ashen - not lost in her

corridor.

followed at a leisurely pace. At the end of the two hundred meter corridor was Sarah's personal

retching sounds emanating

also hearing the sound of a shattered mirror. After a few seconds of thought, he

bathroom, her face wet with water droplets. She was no longer young, but

vigor were still visible.

for air, her hands gripping

"Doctor, are you alright?"

up, her eyes meeting

the released animals

manage the situation.