Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1315

She sat across from Ian, pouring herself a glass of wine with casual self-assurance.

"I've been meaning to ask since your last visit, what kind of woman has you so out of sorts? And to boot, you're now a fugitive. The man inside is your brother, isn't he? A key researcher back in Windhelm. They've even issued an international arrest warrant for you. Ian, in my book, Windhelm doesn't make such a scene over just anyone. The gossip back home must be swirling."

But the average Joe wouldn't catch wind of this. After all, Ian had long since handed over his shares to a management firm.

Now, those shares were temporarily under Jeff's watchful eye. With Jeff keeping an eye on the Raymond Corporation, Ian wasn't worried about any trouble brewing there.

The Raymond Corporation wouldn't face any upheaval.

It was probably entertainment for the Greenfield elite, but what did that have to do with him?

All he wanted now was to find out where this so-called BK was hiding.

"Ian, can you tell me about her?" Nydia asked.

Nydia had known him for years, and the underground fight club they frequented attracted the world's most stunning beauties. Here, beauty was a currency.

She had tried to set Ian up with women before, but he never took the bait, claiming he found them dull. To him, women were less interesting than the flickering strings of data on a screen.

Then one day, Ian returned with a furrowed brow.

That was when she learned that his grandfather had gone ahead and arranged a wife for him, even securing a marriage certificate for the pair.

Nydia didn't get it. Marriage was just marriage, and given Holden's discerning eye, the match wouldn't be bad. After all, it was about continuing the family line, and Ian's exceptional genes certainly deserved to be passed on. Wouldn't it be good for that woman to bear him a child?

What had Ian said to her at the time?

"Nydia, you don't understand. In this life, I can only marry Carlene."

She didn't know the story between him and Carlene, but when he spoke of marrying her, he was alarmingly rational, almost as if it were logical that he should be with that woman.

Nydia, with her broader life experiences, knew this wasn't love. It was like a program had been implanted in his brain, and he was following its commands.

Later, she heard that Carlene was the only woman his brilliant brother had ever cared about.

If Ian had ever wanted to outdo someone in his life, it would be Eric, the golden boy of Greenfield.

Now, as Nydia asked him to describe what made Maja special, Ian found himself at a loss for words.

Just thinking of her name eased the weight and the fierceness in his eyes.

Ian didn't have a deep understanding of love. No one had taught him about it, whether it was familial love or romantic love.

He was learning bit by bit, making mistakes along the way, unsure if he was getting it right.

"Maja is different from other women."

When a man said that, it usually means he was a goner. He believed that woman was unique but couldn't pinpoint exactly how.

Nydia watched his expression soften.