Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2111

When Maja got the text message, she didn't think much of it. Ian was always sending gifts her way, she was quite used to it by now.

Just as she was about to reply, Beck stormed in, his face a mask of anger, and began packing his bags. He had booked a flight that was leaving in just three hours.

"Beck, are you seriously leaving so soon? Can't you stay a bit longer this time?" Maja pleaded.

But Beck was in no mood to stay. He zipped up his suitcase and threw a parting shot over his shoulder.

"Maja, you better keep an eye on lan. I saw him tonight, all cozy with some waitress in the VIP lounge, even had her sitting on his lap while they drank. Everyone saw it. You might want to pay more attention."

With that, Beck stormed out, jumped into his car, and sped off to catch his flight.

Maja stood there, bewildered. She and lan had known each other long enough that she trusted him. Beck must have gotten riled up about something else.

She tried calling lan, but he didn't pick up. Her brow furrowed in concern. These two had a history of butting heads, and it seemed like the rivalry had flared up again.

Beck flew back to North America, and despite the jet lag, he immediately drove over to where Stella was.

As luck would have it, he arrived just in time to see Stella and Dave looking pretty close. Dave appeared exhausted, and Stella was gently wiping the sweat from his brow.

Seeing this, Beck felt a surge of anger. "Stella!"

Stella looked up, surprised to see him there again. The last time he left, he was furious.

Dave away. "Stella, what on earth are you

Was he serious? Beck knew she had

pulled her back into the room by

had gotten into Beck this

at least not that he realized. But Stella, she was head over heels.

love like this was fragile, especially when one gave more than the other. Stella hoped so much, and with that hope came

distance from him," he said, trying to mask

glass of water and sat beside him. "Why did you

off guard.

did with anyone else was none of his business. Why had he rushed over after hearing

He set the glass down

he'd stood by this window for a few minutes, but his stay was so short he hadn't

didn't look like

skipped a beat, a suspicion forming in

the window and made his way to

he was headed, the words caught

She followed him quietly.

quickly, his

like something tore him apart. It was a

know how

fingers trembled as he traced