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

an intruder's touch, taking a life with

crooked smile

Let's go, board the plane to where we're meant

questioning further, Philip

he'd always been one to tag

a lengthy flight, the familiarity of the city below furrowed Philip's brow. He'd left many traces here under

returning as Philip,

the research facility's top brass was in

in Greenfield could

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

If this scandal broke out, it would cause quite the

Philip was

mansion, and Philip's

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

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

journey, Philip overheard someone speaking

been

car's dim interior light accentuated the

lips formed a thin line. If he recalled correctly, the gatekeeper

clearance for

was brazenly impersonating

making quite a nfor yourself lately. The old men have all

lips curled into a smile that echoed

the window rolled up, his smile vanished, and he

"All this pretense. Aren't you afraid

a conversation

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

recall he was quite fond of keeping in

an eyebrow

expression shifted, a hint of intrigue sparking

all, it was Bernard who had once allowed lan to free Patric. And now,

to read his thoughts, the man

he was an independent personality when,