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

here and

was preparing to blow

the air. Maja stood

crevice,

she was in the Sanders family residence. Gazing up at the familiar

still on the

mean you've searched everywhere? How couldn't you find

suggesting? That lan could have been swallowed up by a fissure

looking there; if not a month,

in her head. She reached out a hand, attempting to call out,

by the bed and

was a call from back home. Bernard and his team have taken

even awarded him. Once we find lan, you two can return

and Carol both called to check on you. I

to hide the news about lan. Maja was too smart; hiding it would

earthquake affected a wide area. It's normal

let you know. You just focus on getting better. I hate to

good news.”

lowered her eyes, tugging at her neck where

I know; I'm okay. What about Dylan and

this day, she refused to take Dylan as her

to Doctor's medicine. That girl who cout

and won't be back for

“Work?”

family shares are in your hands. As punishment, he has to work

work at any big companies. I heard he's

I'm worried he might not be able

like pleading for Dylan; it was a punishment he had agreed to.