Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja finally succumbed to pouring a glass of water, considering Patric's hands were bound behind his back, rendering him

incapable of holding the cup himself.

She pressed the rim of the glass to his lips, feeding him personally. This seemed to make him somewhat uncomfortable as he

turned his head away, "Get a man to do this."

Undeterred, Maja forced the glass between his lips, and water gurgled down his throat until Patric was coughing violently, nearly

hacking up a tear.

Arter he'd gulped down more than half the glass, Maja set it aside and asked with a nonchalant tone, "Still thirsty?"

Patric continued to cough, his lips pressed into a cold, thin line. Seeing that he remained silent, Maja returned to her seat.

She had already laid out her theories, having been an outsider to the inner circle's situation, which allowed her to analyze

everything objectively.

However, Fitch and the others had known Bernard since childhood, and lan had practically been raised under Bernard's watchful

eye. It was hard for them to suspect someone so close.

But Maja chose that moment to drop a bombshell, "Isn't Phelps a living example? You've known him for years, yet what was the

truth?"

hiding the

the plan from

had been using Dylan's

them.

the world.

they'll know. They

swap. Implicate Bernard's rivals, make

us a better

need to command her from outside.

with them, directing their every

still not come. He finally cleared his

finger.

"Beck, I need you to find someone Bernard cares about - his wife

leverage over him."

she could finish,

away a long tago, and they were deeply in love. He went gray overnight because of

He cherished her deeply. If his

resurrect could be

the only one that seemed

need two bodies - one for his son's memories and one

one of the vessels, then who would be the female counterpart? This was a

so far, all they could do

clues to gradually reveal Bernard's true intentions.

with sincerity, "lan's life