Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1010

Eric remained silent. The corner where he stood was filled with a heavy quietude.

The man’s stern features became even more evident.

“Last time, I covered for her by picking up a call from your brother lan. Trust me, if I have to keep doing this, he won’t need any prompting from me to start investigating who Patric is. It’s just that currently, he’s tied up with some issues regarding Holden and doesn’t have the time.”

The man’s fist rested against the mirror, his tone shifting into a soft lure.

“Speaking of which, perhaps it’s due to your influence, but I’ve come to find Maja quite appealing.”

“I’ve had her send the stuff to you.”

“Would’ve been easier if you did this earlier. I wouldn’t have had to risk taking lan’s call and almost revealing our whereabouts.”

A smug grin spread across the man’s face.

Eric had a gentle demeanor, and whenever he spoke to someone, it was always with kindness. Anyone who met him would never forget his face. That’s why, during their first encounter, Maja was completely awestruck by him.

It was for this reason that she insisted on meeting him during lan’s gambling agreement. Only by seeing him in person would she be able to truly let go.

“Eric, I’m entrusting her to you. Don’t pull any tricks. You know I don’t consider the consequences. If I sense something wrong, I won’t hesitate to take this woman for myself.”

The conversation faded away.

dreams, abruptly jolted

already announced it publicly. You’re not allowed to

“Uh huh, okay.”

remembered these words that lan had said while she was drifting to sleep.

just wanted to

had mentioned that they

in her dreams, completely oblivious to her current predicament.

herself under an unfamiliar ceiling. She frowned, noticing her

for her phone but froze when she saw the numerous marks

from her shoulder to

lan was fond of leaving marks, they were

and earlobes, whispering

as she hastily threw off the covers and tried to get out of bed, only to find herself completely

Having had many encounters with

reassured herself that it was just her imagination.

of bed, but her body felt

she found that the marks on her neck were now

the faucet, washing her face vigorously, trying to recall what had happened before she

if another person was

it be Patric’s

was impossible. Even twins wouldn’t look this alike. It had

she slept

her spiraling