Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Sarah stood in silence, her gaze fixated on the woman lying on the bed. Snippets of conversations she had overheard made it clear

that the basement they were in was nothing short of formidable.

The construction crew had toiled for a month, but they still couldnt crack the switch to this place.

A mocking smile flickered across Sarah's lips. It seemed Summer had truly expended a lot of energy and resources to craft this

cage.

So, Cynthia had spent her days here until the slow-acting poison was about to take effect? To struggle in this confined space, and

to endure the presence of someone like Summer.

For a moment, Sarah couldn't decide who had it worse - herself or Cynthia. Moreover, she couldn't even ascertain which of them

really was Cynthia.

Human experimentation at the research base was a breach of moral ethics. People like her, who were subjected to experiments

against their will, struggled to find any meaning in their very existence.

She watched Maja holding Cynthia's hand, weeping silently. That tear seemed to pierce through Sarah’s heart without making a

sound.

But she couldn't say anything, let alone reveal her true identity. Because even now, she wasn’t sure who she really was.

Maja was being led out of the basement, guided toward the outside world. The sky above was a clear blue. Ever since the city walls

been demolished by a bomb, one could stand here and see the vast sea stretching

to

thick smoke billowing into the air. Maja stood at a distance, watching,

split into a crevice, and then her

fainted. When she cto, she was in the Sanders family residence. Gazing up

hearing Beck still

you find him? I get it, an 8.1 magnitude earthquake, but

swallowed up by a fissure in the ground? Alive and not seen, dead without

keep looking there; if not a month,

She reached out a hand, attempting to call out,

hand by the bed and quickly

back home. Bernard and his team have taken the documents and returned. Windhelm’s

even awarded him. Once we find

called to check on you. I told them you needed rest,

to hide the news about lan. Maja was too smart; hiding it would only make her worry

the bedside, “Don’t worry. The earthquake affected a wide

you know. You just focus on getting better. I hate to sound harsh, but sometimes

good news.”

at

I'm okay. What about Dylan

day, she refused to

girl who cout of the

to work today and won't be back

“Work?”

you forgotten? Most of the Sanders family shares are in your hands. As punishment, he has

big companies. I heard he's

I'm worried he might not be

she didn’t feel like pleading for Dylan; it was