Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1103

In the midst of the clamor, this question was deafening.

Maja did not have the strength to speak, and she merely stared in the direction where lan had disappeared.

But there was no one there anymore.

She lowered her eyelashes, feeling a dampness on her face. Of course, it was only natural for him to despise her now.

In his eyes, she had a hand in Grandpa Holden’s death, and she was the one who had thrown out the box containing a venomous snake.

He had misunderstood her, and his unusual behavior towards Judith was because she had drugged him.

It must be so, and it wasn’t that he wanted to abandon her.

She had to go back, go back to his side.

Grandpa Holden had just passed away and now was the time he needed someone by his side.

Due to her resolute gaze, Patric could tell at first glance what she had chosen.

He sneered, gripping her chin tightly.

“I thought witnessing this scene would move you, but it seems you won’t stop until you hit a wall, Maja. How cheap can you be? He doesn’t even care about you anymore, yet you’re rushing towards him. Would your dead mother be proud of this? How shameful!”

After Patric finished speaking, he dragged her away, leading her down a different alleyway.

Not long after he left, lan returned.

he had returned, but amidst the chaotic and filthy smells,

familiarity that was etched deep into his

navigated through the dance floor, beginning

about a dozen searches, Judith tugged at his clothes from

what are you looking

to reality as

Jeff didn’t ask if he wanted to find Maja, and lan didn’t say anything.

abandoned and deceived. If he went looking for her

would that make him?

stooped

by one, he found it amusing, yet his chest began

couldn’t accept

that everyone said he was inferior to Eric, and Maja felt

in his

brother, would stab him in the back after disappearing for six

years.

to distort; he could hear Judith calling his name,

that moment, searching for people like a headless fly on the dance floor, dressed in a suit that didn’t

be so cruel to deceive him, what else

had to force himself to

he was so

rushed forward to support him, her face filled with tenderness, but

he? Damn it, what kind of love

it