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.

she was outmatched and stopped resisting. She

these people into disarray

now, Philip wouldn't suspect that her

not too far away. The woman looked like she had tried

few steps, frozen

and he immediately spotted Sarah, her eyes brimming with tears. He hadn't spoken

have loathed him to cast

was Sarah doing now? Was she crying?

masked his expression and walked

they say - knowing

him in the flesh."

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

her, instead taking

left quickly, as if

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

"Bang!"

Sarah strode in, her face ashen - not lost

corridor.

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

door ajar, retching sounds

the sound of a

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

vigor were still visible.

air, her hands gripping the sink tightly, her

"Doctor, are you alright?"

looked up, her eyes meeting

the central hall, chaos reigned as the released animals

manage the situation.