Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1053

Maja had been running on empty for so long, the sickness had hit her like a freight train.

Glancing at the line-up of coffee mugs and then at the time on her phone, she realized she had been asleep for several days.

Rubbing at her temples, her fingers trembled slightly. She had been plagued by nightmares and visions of Lillian and the small town she had recently visited. She dreamed of waking up in a strange bed, her body bearing the marks of a rough night.

She was overwhelmed by a wave of self-loathing, even a feeling of nausea.

But seeing Ian when she opened her eyes made her feel a lot better.

She eyed the coffee mugs sitting nearby and furrowed her brows.

"Have you been drinking these?"

There were hints of red in Ian's eyes, but still, he checked her forehead first to ensure her fever had subsided before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ian, you have a stomach condition."

He chuckled lightly and had the housekeeper take away the three coffee mugs. He had just finished drinking them, not expecting her to wake up.

Maja didn't know how severe her fever had been these past few days. She was as hot as an oven and would occasionally murmur the names of her family members.

But did she have any family?

It seemed she didn't.

So even when she muttered names in her dreams, she was always hesitant and confused.

Ian sat by her side, handling her company’s affairs while listening to her sleep talk.

Fortunately, in these three days, his name had made it into her sleep talk.

Maja tried to get up but felt weak and fell back down.

She asked, "How is Wilma doing?"

"She's been discharged. The upcoming shooting has been temporarily postponed. She's recuperating at home."

Maja sighed in relief, then took his hand, beckoning him to sit by the bed. "Does your stomach hurt?"

From the moment she had condescended to tend to his needs on the small balcony, Ian had been irritable.

Maja was inherently aloof. If she hadn't been infatuated, she wouldn't have done that.

The heart that had been clenched for three days felt a hint of sweetness at that moment.

[Her mother used to be a sex worker and only stopped to marry when she got the chance. Her father has been in jail, and her brother is still locked up. Isn't this a family of criminals?]

[Low-quality families produce low-quality genes. Ian must be under her spell. Otherwise, how could he fall for such a woman.]"

[To be honest, Judith is way better than her. Anyone with eyes would choose Judith.]

These rumors were rife in the circle, but no one dared to bring them up in front of Ian unless they had a death wish.

No one dared to mention them to Judith either. Even if Judith was chasing after Ian, so what? The Sanders family's status was well known, and everyone would only praise her for her courage.

Judith was also in these groups, seeing everyone's discussions, but she didn't feel happy about it.

Every time she closed her eyes, she was reminded of Ian holding Maja's hand at the party, declaring her as his girlfriend.

Envy surged in her like a tidal wave. On the day of the party, Beck had warned her.

"You've seen it too. Ian stood by Maja's side when she was at her lowest. If this isn't heading towards marriage, I don't know what is. Once they get married, and you continue to interfere, the gossip won't be so friendly."

Trying to wreck a married couple's relationship is truly despicable.

Judith laughed coldly, "So, I need to make a move before they remarry. I'm definitely not losing that."