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 too

given up

temper flared

you a puppet? A robot? Can't you think

cowed into silence, standing

and

the man who seemed to be enjoying

If he wants to follow,

years, Phil

said nothing as they got

Phil silent

like lan. Are you

been other knockoffs before, even

like tools, devoid of

man idly cleaned his nails with a knife,

that, but I'm nothing like the

a hunch about the

research facility had collapsed, the shadowy higher-ups

years, they had amassed a collection of drugs for purposes

intimate knowledge of the facility suggested he was either one

Philip was unaware of the full extent of Dr. Sarah's secrets, let

pursed his lips

headed for the

In Greenfield.

the couch, bending over subconsciously as an intense itch spread

to call a doctor

no use, I just need

forehead; painkillers were

water, but by the last, lan could

wetting

"Has Maja returned?"

went to the university. She said she won't be back

a relief. He didn't want her to see him

execution is set in stone and will be carried out in

would his obsessive