Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 910

Over in the next room, a few folks were gathered around lan’s bed.

There were Tyler, Fitch, and Phelps. Most of the Raymond clan were long gone. Only a handful really cared about him.

It’s been over half a month since lan’s bet against the EcoTraverse Group. With just over a month left, his current illness had people putting their money on his loss. By the time lan’s out of this hospital, he might not be the big boss of the Raymond Corporation anymore.

Phelps, who was all scrubbed up for another surgery, glanced at the other two guys. “lan might be out cold for a few days. You don’t need to stick around.”

They all knew lan was dancing with the Grim Reaper this time. And they knew he did it for Maja. He went to save her when she got herself kidnapped.

Tyler wanted a smoke, but Phelps‘ glare stopped him. “No smoking in the hospital.”

Tyler pulled a face, a bitter smile on his lips. “Guess I’ll step out for one then.”

up, all teary after hearing the news. Seeing lan lying up like that, she couldn’t help but cry. “Mr. Raymond, you need to get well soon. My kid and I need

a look at Darlene. But he couldn’t care less about lan’s

be right. Ian was known for not

glum. Darlene was kind of scared of Fitch. He was cold, heavy. His chill was bone–deep. Ian’s coldness only came from his reluctance to talk. Ian was more personable than Fitch

a sigh

you have to wake up soon. My child and I can’t lose you. I’m

Her fingers clenched at the memory of lan saying he was going to marry Darlene. It had

the doorknob, limping away when she bumped into Tyler. He had just finished a smoke and smiled when he

bit disgusted. She had always been on good terms with Tyler, so she couldn’t figure out where she might have

the doorknob.

and his question

smile. “No need.”