Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

“Jeff, let's head back,” lan said, his brows furrowed as he glanced outside.

Jeff had no choice but to hit the gas.

Once home, lan brought up the idea of a wedding at the Grand Hall to Maja, but she shot it down without a second thought.

“I designed Greenfield Gardens myself, and that's where I want our wedding. Just close friends, nothing over the top.”

lan reached out and gently rubbed her belly, where their future was steadily growing. The latest check-up showed everything was

normal, and lan couldn't bear the thought of any mishaps now.

He pulled her into an embrace. “Alright, Greenfield Gardens it is. Let's have our wedding photos taken there, too. No one’s ever

done that before.”

Maja chuckled at his flair for the tic. When she noticed the sweat on his forehead, she grabbed a tissue from the coffee table

to wipe it away. But in the next moment, lan fainted.

“lan?” Maja first thought he was just exhausted and tried to wake him, but he wouldn't stir. Frantically, she called Jeff for help to

get lan to the hospital and reached out to Dr. Sarah.

When Dr. Sarah saw Maja, her face was etched with concern. She hesitated, lips pressed tight, then finally placed a comforting

hand on Maja's head.

a reaction

like it was too much

really nothing we can

carefully examined the data. “Queena’s blood does help lan, but it would also make him forget

hands. We can’t let Queena cback.

known cure. He has to endure

set the data aside, her brow

been managing fine on his own, with no

data shows a sudden peak. Either sdrug has stimulated this,

the news from the day before

execution because of interference. It happened yesterday; she’s

could be

out publicly, survival seemed out of

the report, sympathy mingled with her professional concern. Maja,

she had anticipated.

Maja dialed Fitch's

Maja. Check on Queena’s case for me. I need to know if it

put down Ozzy and

That kind of

to check to

gaze returned to lan, who lay unconscious. Dr. Sarah continued reviewing