Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

In three days, except for the badge Philip was wearing, the rest of the numbers had been collected.

Sarah sifted through the codes and realized that the crucial digits were on Philip's badge. Only by getting hold of that badge could

they confirm the final three numbers.

Without it, there were too many possible combinations, and the lock only allowed one error. A second mistake would seal their fate,

trapping them even more securely.

"Doctor, I'll take care of the badge on him," lan said casually, his eyes calm as he surveyed the jumble of numbers.

"I'll get it."

Sarah nodded, fiddling with her stash of pharmaceuticals.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you guys to gather the numbers so quickly. I've been at it for years and only managed to collect five.

I feel like this might be my chance to get out, to escape with Number 8."

Her tone was wistful, the situation still feeling surreal. She could only admit that the people lan had brought were competent. If it

were her, it'd take who knew how long.

Little did they know, Philip had sensed a shift in the atmosphere of the central hall. Especially since Summer's incident, he felt an

unease growing within him.

medication in the base and areas he'd never been to before, he leaned back, his gaze fixed on

a heavy thoughtfulness in

that moment, Phil entered the room, his face lighting up at the sight

a new leaf he'd found from somewhere, eager to turn it into

in leaf collecting and irritated, brushed Phil's hands away. Phil's smile

again. His eyes lingered on the badge on Philip's chest,

his hand immediately, his face a picture

"What are you doing?"

look. You worked so hard to earn it, and I'm happy

metal was more attractive than his leaves.

the leaves

and awkwardly

were sharp, and the unease had been building, particularly after

felt things

like Maja, really have chere alone? She didn't seem skilled enough

With no way to communicate with the outside, it was unlikely that lan, as clever as

to die.

was a distraction. Maybe lan

all, the situation with Augus was dire, and the Sanders family

Maja, he'd need to cure Augus first, wouldn't

surge of resentment rising within him. He wasn’t sure where this feeling stemmed from,

long as Maja was doing well, he

that he wouldn't leave alive. His lips curved into a smirk. What had seemed

now intrigued him.

if there are any new