Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Okay."

Since Philip had said there was no need to understand, he decided not to dwell on it. His gaze finally landed on Isaac, who was now

lying on the ground, slowly reaching out a hand.

Though she hadn't looked at Phil, she seemed to know exactly where he was standing. In her palm was a small insect, still very

much alive.

The last tPhil had caught an insect and brought it to Philip, who had crushed it under his foot. Since then, Phil had been on the

lookout for a new one, to no avail.

Now Isaac had produced one, which suggested that she had been the one to prepare the last insect too, unbeknownst to Phil.

Seeing the blood-stained insect, a spark of excitement flickered across Phil's face. He reached out to take it, but was stopped by

Philip.

"Don't touch it; it's dirty."

It was smeared with blood. Phil obediently refrained from touching it, though his eyes remained fixed on the insect, "Okay."

Isaac held it out for a while, but when Phil didn't cto take it, she slowly let go, finally allowing herself a glance in his direction.

The last thing her eyes rested on was his innocent, uncomprehending gaze. Yes, he had always been like this, oblivious to

everything, just as he was in the beginning.

The insect, still alive, struggled for a moment on the ground before crawling away. Phil didn't look at Isaac again. Instead, he

to the monitor behind

still displaying a scene of massacre. He wanted

foul mood, he held his breath, silently dragging a

minutes passed before Philip

dead. Does that

"Who?"

suddenly realized how redundant his own

had he asked that? Living like Phil, unburdened and carefree, was the happiest existence.

feel the need to

tried to prove something, the more it showed they cared about the opinions

pitiable soul. Keep an eye on the monitors for me. Find lan and his

this place."

you? Are you

he knew an earthquake was imminent and wondered if Philip intended

to die, Phil didn't want to live either. He was about to say something when he noticed the

and land near his

distracted, Phil carefully pocketed the insect.

Researchers were scrambling everywhere

weapons, rampaged through the

way. Walter was skilled, and now that all the test subjects were free, he headed straight

Dylan's containment box.

but a girl had fiercely protected him.

ferocious snarls.

time, with Sarah in

Test Subject 8, is the most formidable. She

are exceptional; any children she

kills. She shows no interest in the men

one; the urge to protect must

she saw Dylan's face. A frown