Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1086

Maja certainly didn’t believe it.

But she lacked the energy to argue, and she simply watched as Patric continued to drown his sorrows in glass after glass of bourbon.

She had a strange feeling that Holden’s death had also affected him.

But could that be possible? After all, he was the one responsible for Holden’s death.

Maja only felt a sting in her eyes. Everything that had happened still felt surreal, like she had been pulled into a massive riddle.

Regardless, Holden had always been good to her

He was such a formidable figure, yet in his final moments, he was so worn and Trail, as if he had suffered immense torment.

It was as if he was haunted by a demon, a demon he could not shake off until his death

lan sat alone in Rosewood Mansion, a black and white photo of Holden laid out in front of him.

Rosewood Mansion was a pre–marital gift from Holden to Maja, the people within were also nurtured by Holden.

Now that the news of Holden’s death had spread, a blanket of grief shrouded the entire mansion.

Add to that Maja’s disappearance, the mansion felt eerily devoid of life.

bark at the front door as if waiting for its owner to return.

staring blankly

who wished to get in touch with

call

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ran out

upstairs, took a shower, and slipped

were quiet, so quiet that he could occasionally hear

pillow, clutching

two days, and now he

that Maja was his wife, dreamed of when he expressed his desire for divorce to Holden, only to be subjected to the

then, he felt that being entangled by a woman was the worst thing in the world, and he used to despise Holden’s judgment

happy he was during those times.

was still alive, and Maja

lying on a hospital

was his own arrangement.

was so

continued, with lan repeatedly asking why he had to separate

his cloudy eyes, Holden stared at him as if looking at someone

never got the answer he was looking for

phone, which he had set aside, was fully charged. Ignoring the messages that had been sent to him, he

can come to pick up

collecting the ashes, he would have to

in his throat, but he still responded, “Okay.”

hanging up, he dialed

on her