Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"No need to know who I am, what matters is I can help you."

The man looked at Philip's blind eye, a crushing blow for someone as proud as him.

"What do you say, coming with me?"

Suspicion still clouded Philip's eyes as his brother, Phil, clutched his hand, "Philip, I really dream of escaping to a small island to live

out our days."

But his hand was roughly shaken off; their dreams were not aligned.

Phil yearned to gaze at the sky, to collect fallen leaves, to truly savor the world.

Philip, on the other hand, sought to dominate it.

Now destitute, lan and Maja had found their happy ending; even Cynthia had met a peaceful close.

Why not him?

He was determined to be the stone that shattered their tranquility.

He stared coldly at the man, a smirk playing on his lips, "You better not be lying to me."

"Wouldn't dare. After all, lan's on my hit list too."

The man bore such a striking resemblance to lan, it was apparent he had undergone surgery for that very purpose. His motives

were yet unclear.

Philip didn't care to delve deeper. The enemy of his enemy was his friend.

He stepped forward to join the man when he heard footsteps behind him; Phil had decided to follow.

"Why are you following me? Didn't you want to find sisland paradise?"

Phil had only one family member left in this world: Philip. If something happened to Philip, Phil's life would lose its meaning. But

were

you. I've given

flared at

puppet? A robot?

cowed into silence, standing still

saw this and his anger

he glanced at the man who seemed

he wants

years, Phil rarely left

man said nothing as they got

silent while

much like lan. Are you

knockoffs before, even one

people were like tools, devoid of

man idly cleaned his nails with a

I'm nothing

had a hunch about the

the research facility had collapsed, the shadowy higher-ups had never

the years, they had

was either one of the elite or their

was unaware of the full extent of Dr.

his lips and sneered, falling

headed for

In Greenfield.

subconsciously as an intense itch spread

to call a doctor

I just need

painkillers were ineffective

but by the

fell, wetting

"Has Maja returned?"

university. She said she won't be back for

He didn't want her to see him

sent word. With our influence, Queena's execution is set in stone and will be carried out in

his