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 with

it was too much

“Is there really nothing we can do?

does help lan, but it would

on her, a puppet in her hands. We

known cure. He has to endure it on

set the data aside, her

own, with no issues. Over time,

sudden peak. Either sdrug has stimulated this, or Queena has been near him

from the day

was fast-tracked for execution because of interference. It happened yesterday; she’s dead.

she could be

publicly, survival seemed out of

report, sympathy mingled with her

she had anticipated.

Maja dialed Fitch's

Check on Queena’s case for me. I need

Ozzy and raised

a switch? That kind of scandal could drag

to check to be

to lan, who lay unconscious. Dr. Sarah continued reviewing the data, marking up