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

screen was still displaying a scene of massacre. He wanted

held his breath, silently dragging a chair over

passed before Philip

Does that bother

"Who?"

question silenced Philip, who suddenly realized how

that? Living like Phil, unburdened and carefree, was the

nor did he feel the

one tried to prove something, the more

soul. Keep an eye on

this place."

what about you? Are

was slow on the uptake, he knew an earthquake was imminent and wondered if Philip intended

didn't want to live either. He was about to say

land near his

Phil carefully pocketed the insect. He still yearned for insects

hall was in complete disarray. Researchers were scrambling everywhere while the

weapons, rampaged through the

their way. Walter was skilled, and now

Dylan's containment box.

was still hanging there, but a girl had fiercely protected him. Any test subject that tried to harm Dylan was repelled

ferocious snarls.

arrived just in time, with Sarah in

She doesn't have

any children she has will be geniuses

shows no

this one; the urge to protect must

constricted slightly when she saw Dylan's face. A frown