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."

for a moment before it powered down, its self-destruct mechanism ready

an intruder's touch,

a crooked

than Summer. Let's go, board the plane to where

further,

he'd always been one to tag

city below furrowed Philip's

returning as Philip, it was a

the research facility's top

in Greenfield could

things would get interesting. Windhelm had long declared

If this scandal broke out, it

was

outside a suburban mansion, and Philip's heart skipped a beat. They had entered a secret

guarded around the clock

an inspection of the car's undercarriage and trunk, and

resumed its journey, Philip overheard someone speaking to the

been here in

car's dim interior light

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

for lan's

was brazenly impersonating

The old men have all

man's lips curled into a smile that echoed lan's demeanor. "It's what I ought to

smile vanished, and he leaned back

Aren't you afraid

a conversation could unravel

the military, he's cut ties with this side

quite fond of keeping in touch with

an eyebrow with

shifted, a hint of intrigue

had once allowed lan to free Patric. And now, they wanted

read his thoughts, the

he was an independent personality