Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 889

It’s nighttime where lan was.

He hung up the phone and took a swig of the nearby booze, and something didn’t feel right.

If only Maja were here to enjoy the beautiful view.

There’s a swimming pool with a view of the most bustling scene in North America, fine wine, and fresh fruits.

He could swim with her in the pool, kiss her.

When he’s in a good mood, he could even put her on the edge of the pool, holding her by the legs, making out in that position. He shouldn’t think like this.

His fingers trembled slightly, gripping the glass, so he set it down.

His phone rang again, this time from Fitch.

When lan came to North America, he had his people investigate who tried to kill Maja that night. The results must be out now.

Fitch calling him now could only mean it’s about Eric.

For some reason, just thinking of this name tonight, his grip on–the-glass–nearly shattered it.

He answered the call, and sure enough, it was Fitch’s voice.

“lan, we found Eric’s fingerprints again. I’m pretty sure now he’s alive and in Greenfield. About his previous research, I finally got some leads, North America has been conducting secret research these years. It’s a weapon, but unlike traditional cold weapons, this one targets the human brain. They’ve never given up on human experiments.”

lan frowned, Human experiments?”

some countries who knew about it sent people to negotiate and

lit a cigarette,

the data my brother collected has something to do with this

“Possibly.”

find out what

this much info

water droplets off his hair, lying back in the sun lounger.

up someday. If he’s not showing up

thinking. When Eric supposedly died abroad, could he have been discovered by this secret lab?

chill down

asked, “What are

I mention there’s been an increase in people smuggling into the country? Eric’s been missing for so long it’s likely the experimental results are affecting him, making

sounded plausible.

was the possibility of Eric being the subject of these experiments.

important thing is to find the girl Eric used to like. He must have given

just staring at the view.

gone

lan, “Yes.”

you coming

Tonight.”

hanging up, lan

sound of high heels and the whiff of perfume came from

turned around, annoyed, to see a familiar figure.

woman looked a bit like Carlene, but only half.

voice was a little shy.

darkened, so it really was Carlene,

from downstairs, and