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

you. I've given up on the

temper flared at

robot? Can't

was cowed into silence, standing still and

saw this and his anger

another word to Phil, he glanced at the man who seemed

wants to follow, let

years, Phil rarely left

nothing as they got into

inside was tense, Phil silent while Philip studied the man's

so much like lan.

been other knockoffs before,

tools, devoid

man idly cleaned his nails with a knife, exuding an air

but I'm nothing like the trash you're

hunch about the man's

the research facility had collapsed, the shadowy higher-ups had

they had amassed a collection of drugs for

he was either one

full extent of Dr.

pursed his lips and

for the

In Greenfield.

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

went to call a doctor but was

use, I just

beaded on lan's forehead; painkillers were ineffective

water, but by the last,

fell, wetting

"Has Maja returned?"

university. She said

her to see him like this, lest she

Queena's execution is set in stone

Queena's death would his obsessive urge to find her