Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

She’d tried so hard not to step on his toes–wasn’t that enough?

Maja kept quiet, her head down.

The kidnapper hung up and kicked her.

“Ms. Pennyfeather, did you hear that? You’re worth nothing to your husband.”

A rough hand grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up.

The man studying her face swallowed hard.

“Damn, she is a looker. How can lan not appreciate such beauty?”

He hoisted her up, shoved a sack over her head, stuffed a rag–into her mouth, and carried her into the factory.

Inside, Carlene was also bagged, but her mouth wasn’t gagged. She was crying.

“Let me go! Let me go!”

“What are you idiots waiting for? Let’s scram! lan’s going to be here any minute; you want to stick around and get killed?” The man carrying Maja shouted. He’d been cocky on the phone with lan, but that was all for the two million ransom.

They’d never seen that much money–enough to make them risk it all, even death.

But given the chance, who would choose to kick the bucket?

Maja was swallowed by the massive sack, which was pitch black inside.

were retreating. Besides Carlene’s sobs, the roar of a

serious; they even had a chopper

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carried Maja. Having seen her beauty, he felt

head

terror as he leaned in to

in. “Are you really ready to die

in front of Maja cursed and shoved her away.

you. Otherwise, I would’ve

torch and threw it inside:

room was filled with hay, clearly prepared in

moment the fire touched the

after the kidnappers left, lan kicked the door open.

“lan, lan!”

and hid under a

out the fire, but there was too much hay and

into

handprints on her cheeks, collapsed into his arms.

icy as

then, Neil and the

every few steps. Seeing lan, he blurted out a

Raymond, where’s Maja?”

He hadn’t

Neil saw Carlene in lan’s arms,