Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

On the other side of the private airfield, Philip trailed behind the enigmatic man until they entered a nondescript room adorned

with an array of masks. One, in particular, was familiar; it was often worn by the higher-ups, confirming Philip's suspicions. This

man was either a member of the elite or one of their operatives.

If Maja had been there, she'd have recognized him as the man who, back in Cania, had tried to whisk her away under the guise of

lan. That attempt had been foiled by a timely call from lan himself. Although her luggage was taken, she hadn't mentioned the

incident to lan.

Now, the room's dim lighting made the man before him look even more like lan. While there were only faint resemblances between

lan and Patric, this man was almost an exact replica.

Philip watched as he approached a machine, inputting a complex code. A distorted voice emerged from the device.

"Did you find them?"

"Yes, I'll bring them over tonight."

"What about Summer?"

"Summer's legs are broken, utterly defeated. Useless to us, so I took care of her."

The man spoke with chilling nonchalance, not bothering to shield Philip from the conversation.

After a brief silence, the voice inquired, "And Patric? He and Cynthia are the prsubjects; they must be retrieved together."

"Patric has vanished. No leads so far."

"Then focus on bringing Philip back."

"Understood."

across the machine for a moment before it

upon detecting an intruder's touch, taking a life

crooked smile formed on

Let's go, board the

questioning further,

Phil, he'd always been one

Philip's brow. He'd left many traces here under the

returning as Philip, it

of the research facility's top brass

in Greenfield could it

of Greenfield, things would get interesting. Windhelm had long declared its

If this scandal broke

was

mansion, and Philip's

housed important figures, guarded around the clock by armed personnel ready

security check ensued; a glance over them, an inspection of the car's undercarriage and trunk, and they were

the car resumed its journey, Philip overheard

been

light accentuated the

line. If he recalled correctly, the

for lan's

was brazenly impersonating

a nfor yourself lately. The old men have all been singing your

echoed lan's demeanor.

vanished, and he leaned back in his

snorted. "All this pretense. Aren't you

slip-up during a

left the military, he's cut ties with this side completely, never reaching out to

he was quite fond of keeping

raised an eyebrow

understanding, Philip's expression shifted, a hint of intrigue sparking within

who had once allowed lan to free Patric.

read his thoughts,

he