Maja's eyes suddenly brimmed with tears as she placed Beck's hand against her cheek without uttering a word.

Beck, feeling even more guilty, cleared his throat awkwardly, "I'll take care of this for you, don't worry about Queena. As long as

lan pulls through, that's what matters, right?"

The more he spoke, the less convinced he sounded.

There were two reasons for his unease, firstly, he had concealed the fact that lan was still alive, and secondly, he had let Queena

get away.

lan had been laid up for another whole day.

When he awoke, the room was bathed in sunlight.

Turning his head, he saw Maja lying beside him.

Maja was sleeping soundly, her hand tightly clutching his.

They were in the master bedroom of Greenfield Gardens, a place he knew all too well.

A wave of tenderness washed over him, and he felt little desire to get out of bed.

He tried to pull his hand free, but Maja's grip was firm, and her eyes were still red, likely from crying.

His heart ached with a mixture of pain and tenderness as he drew closer, enveloping her entirely in his embrace.

When Maja woke with a start, her immediate concern was to check on lan's health.

"I'm really okay," he insisted.

But Maja wouldn't hear of it and proceeded to give him a thorough examination right there on the bed.

His injuries had mostly healed, but the issue of being poisoned was something that wouldn't resolve anytsoon.

lan looked fine on the surface, but he was biting the inside of his cheek to carry on a normal conversation, the itch in his bones

excruciating torment, soon causing a thin sheen of sweat

got up and, with a soothing rub on Maja's head, headed into the bathroom for

for something, a craving that was hard

for Beck revealing the truth, he would never have believed

to make the poison.

face with cold water and took a deep breath. When he stepped out,

after a

lan's friends arrived at Greenfield

been given a festive

had lifted Maja's spirits, and she was bustling

Fitch and the others showed up bearing gifts, they were greeted by the festive

the house warmly adorned

and Fitch arrived

hesitation, Tyler blurted out, "Should I say congratulations

decorations were

Fitch strode forward, casting a quick glance at lan to make

did I tell you? The guy's got nine lives; he's

had sent a text to Carol, though

keeping a tight leash on

laden with drinks, desserts, and even jewelry

and Maja, holding a plate of fruit,

feeding him a piece.

indicating he couldn't bear to

you two planning on setting a

had been on lan's mind since he woke up, but with Maja's pregnancy showing, he was worried she wouldn't

wedding dress.

at

her belly, Maja

only going to get bigger, and I don't want to wear

that."

finished speaking, the doorbell

to open the door, and

her eyes lit up when

are for the

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