Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel 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 Ian. 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 Ian’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 Ian’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.

Maja slept uneasily in her dreams, abruptly jolted awake by Ian's voice.

“We’ve made it official. I've already announced it publicly. You're not allowed to back out.”

“Uh huh, okay.”

Her head ached, but she remembered these words that Ian had said while she was drifting to sleep.

She was too tired then and just wanted to end the conversation.

Right, Ian had mentioned that they were officially together.

Probably because she remembered this, she started smiling in her dreams, completely oblivious to her current predicament.

When she woke up, she found herself under an unfamiliar ceiling. She frowned, noticing her phone on the bedside table with several missed calls from Ian.

She immediately reached for her phone but froze when she saw the numerous marks littered across her arms.

They traced from her shoulder to her palm.

These weren't left by Ian. Although Ian was fond of leaving marks, they were usually around her neck.

He loved kissing her neck, collarbone, and earlobes, whispering her name over and over.