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 up

temper flared at Phil's

A robot? Can't you think

into silence, standing

saw this and his anger

he glanced at the

go. If he wants

Phil rarely left

nothing as they got into

tense, Phil silent while Philip studied the man's

so much like

other knockoffs before, even

tools, devoid

with a knife, exuding an air

nothing

hunch about the man's

research facility had collapsed, the shadowy

the years, they had amassed a collection of drugs for purposes

facility suggested he was either one of

full extent of Dr. Sarah's secrets,

lips

headed for the

In Greenfield.

sat on the couch, bending over subconsciously as an intense itch spread

to call a

use, I just need

painkillers were ineffective against

after glass of water, but by the last, lan could barely hold the

fell, wetting the

"Has Maja returned?"

Pennyfeather went to the university. She said she

her to see him like this,

just sent word. With our influence, Queena's execution is

Queena's death would his obsessive urge to find her