Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Bernard's job was shrouded in secrecy, a common trait among those of his particular profession. When he reached his destination,

he rapped on the door with a sense of urgency.

Bernard, dressed in casual wear, answered the door with a welcoming smile at the sight of lan.

"So, you've retrieved the base intel? The higher-ups have been considering a reward for you—a privilege. What's on your wish list?"

A privilege?

lan had everything that cwith his position. A smirk played at the corner of his lips. "So, I can ask for anything?"

"Absolutely. The intel is crucial. Even those penny pinchers have to cough up ssort of bounty."

"Then let's book the Grand Hall for a wedding. Maja and I are going to tie the knot there."

Bernard, who had been pouring tea, froze, his brows knitting together in surprise. The Grand Hall was typically reserved for elite

assemblies and was never open to the public, let alone for wedding ceremonies.

If lan pulled this off, he'd be setting a precedent.

Bernard chuckled. "Here I was, thinking you'd ask for something to pad your retirement fund."

"The kid's not even born yet. Maja and I can wait. But if we could do it there, it would be quite the event. She'd love it."

The Grand Hall was a relic from a past era, once a place where emperors convened. Its ancient charm would make for an exquisite

wedding venue.

massaged his temples. "Shouldn't be a problem. You can

it's a deal. But is this

him in North America. You know the fight clubs there are your

down. Find Patric and bring him to me. We've got squestions about the

protest. He was the one who had taken

say what they're gonna do with

body was, after all, Eric's. lan didn't

mentioned a thorough

chair, rubbing his temples. Ever

if something sinister was coaxing it from within,

not feeling

his head, "Just a

up. I've got nothing more for

"Alright."

the urge to claw at his own skin, to rid himself

voice. "By the way, that Dr. Sarah you mentioned,

research facility, probably knows a thing or two

give her a heads-up. She's about to head back to

should stick around in Greenfield

but agreed, wary of getting involved with the

Maja and ensuring

his driver Jeff noticed lan's pallor

restless. Maybe

his

but the overwhelming sensation surged again,