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Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1380

The world, once mired in chaos, snapped into focus in an instant, and every reflection in her eyes was stained with the hue of blood.

She tumbled to the ground next to Ian, her knees hitting the concrete as she desperately tried to staunch the bleeding.

"Help! Somebody help!"

Her cries echoed around the empty warehouse, her voice returning to her as a haunting reminder of their isolation.

In that moment, the chaos ceased to grip her. She shook Ian's body, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Nydia stood atop the staircase, her grip tightening on the gun. She tried to light a cigarette, but her trembling fingers refused to cooperate.

Her bodyguard hurried over.

"Nydia, what should we do?"

Nydia slapped him upside the head in frustration.

"What the hell are you waiting for? Get him to a hospital! Any later and we'll be arranging a funeral!"

"Right away, right away."

Nydia attempted to descend, but her legs nearly buckled beneath her.

Damn it, why did these things always have to involve her?

"Ian!!!"

Someone approached, intent on carrying Ian away.

Maja clung to him fiercely, as if holding onto the most precious thing in the world, refusing anyone else to come near.

But then she snapped to her senses, letting go and rising to her feet.

"Take him to the hospital, now!"

Everyone in the underground fight club knew how important Ian was, and even the bodyguards assisting them were fearful.

Maja shoved one aside. "I've got him."

Her voice regained its certainty as she draped one of Ian's arms over her shoulder.

As the group piled into the vehicle, the bodyguard glanced at Maja's face in the rearview mirror.

She just clutched Ian's hand tightly, her expression subdued.

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