Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1313

tan strode back to the underground fighting pit, his expression unreadable as the dim lights of the corridor flickered above him. Nydia waited alone at the entrance, her silhouette a solitary figure against the stark shadows of the doorway

“lan” she called out a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.

With a nod, lan signaled her to take care of the unconscious man slung over his shoulder

Nydia’s gaze drifted to the mans face, noting the resemblance to lan, then promptly waved over two burly figures to handle the situation.

Patric was strung up with iron chains, his feet barely touching the ground, still out cold

The last thing Patric remembered before blacking out was tan’s proposition of a deal. Now here he was, a captive audience in the bowels of a fight club

“Throw some water on him lan instructed indifferently

jolting him awake. His eyelashes fluttered, and as his vision focused on the refined figure seated before him, he raised an eyebrow his voice smooth as silk

this

though out of place in the

presence

of the underground fighting pit, lan said calmly, “in a

this fighting pit. But he hadn’t expected it to be laris.

quite the enigma, isn’t he? Owning a piece of the underworld like this fighting pit. I’m keener than ever to kill

there was no reply Enc had been silent for so long that Patric wondered if his alter ego

attention returned to lan,

personality is Eric What’s the second

casual, as if multiple personalities were no big

grew senious. He remembered lan’s stint hiding in his villa, carrying on a secret affair with Maja night under his

clean, because playing the gentle Eric

and the blade of his knife came dangerously close to

and your brother really will die. Maja owes him. You

the knife closer nearly grazing Patric’s cheek this

from Patric’s eyes, replaced by a

glanced around This wasn’t Greenfield. There was