Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 911

The cane flew about three meters out.

Maja’s fingers slightly curled as she looked up at him. Fitch pulled out a cigarette, unreservedly meeting her gaze. Maja didn’t feel wronged, instead, she slowly stood up. “Mr. Haskins, what’s all this about?”

Was it because of lan, or did her previous actions infuriate Mia?

Fitch looked her up and down. Maja seemed unharmed, except perhaps for a foot injury, and she looked in good spirits. Ian’s case was different. He was in a life–and–death situation, having been in and out of the emergency room several times. “lan got seriously hurt for you, and you just stand outside his room without going in to see him.”

Maja got it. It was all about lan. “Someone’s looking after him.”

Darlene was crying her heart out, and she was carrying lan’s child.

Fitch found this amusing but his face darkened in a flash, pushing her against the wall. “Maja, if it wasn’t for lan’s feelings for you, I could kill you right here.”

was being strangled, making it hard for

alike. Ian was elegant while Fitch was grim and ruthless. Little was known about him in Greenfield, apart from his close ties with lan

light a cigarette, not giving a damn that he was in a hospital. A passing nurse wanted to reprimand him but seeing the ruthlessness on him, she chickened

you don’t like him, do

much.” Maja said this

pulled you out of the mudslide and walked a whole kilometer, leaving a trail of blood. Your leg was saved by his emergency measures. Otherwise, it would’ve been a goner. Maja, I should show you a picture. I’ve

wound bleeding, and his head was a mess of mud. He dragged her unconscious body and crawled a whole kilometer before he collapsed and was found by rescuers. If

lan’s personalities were similar in some ways. But Fitch didn’t really care about women, using them as tools to vent his anger, while lan was just a tough talker with a soft

wouldn’t even amount to a fraction of that. Because he grew up in a neglected environment, he knew that telling the truth wouldn’t do any good.

let go of her and lit another cigarette, sounding detached. “If you don’t like him, then just tell him

deeply in love with Maja. It was a profound kind of

that lan had regained consciousness after they