She stared at the two documents in her hands, a sense of surrealism washing over her.
Taking an instinctive step back, she almost sought out Ian's gaze for reassurance.
But the words that came from Beck's mouth rooted her to the spot.
"Dad would have been thrilled to know he was about to become a grandfather," Beck said with a bewildered look. "Think of it as a gift for his grandkid. If you don't accept this, we wouldn't know what to do."
His confusion was tangible, yet Maja's response was immediate and firm.
"Sorry, it's too much."
Beck gave a forced smile and stuffed the two transfer papers into her hands.
"Take them. You can sign whenever you're ready. You are now the head of the Sanders family. Whatever you wish for Dylan, the rest of us in the Sanders family will follow your lead."
Just last night, Maja had told Ian she never wanted to see Dylan's face again, but now reality slapped her hard.
She remembered all too well Dylan's abusive behavior – rendering her mute, the slaps, the choking. She couldn't forgive him.
So she put the documents aside, her voice colder.
"Ian, let's go home."
It was clear she had no interest in wealth that could rival nations.
Ian quickly wrapped his arms around her, his tone comforting. "You can't get worked up. You're pregnant now."
His words seemed deliberately aimed at Dylan.
"Maja, you need to stay cheerful. I never want to experience anything like last night's horror again, not in this lifetime. You almost die with the baby."
Dylan tensed, feeling as if someone were slicing through his flesh, the taste of rust in his mouth, his eyes too red to face anyone.
He couldn't bring himself to look at Maja, afraid to see the revulsion in her eyes, so he cowardly bowed his head.
Dylan's face was stoic, his head still bowed. "No."
His voice was hoarse, too shaky to meet anyone's gaze.
Beck sighed. "Good. Then you'll handle Judith personally. When that's settled, move out of the mansion. The Sanders family won't interfere with your life anymore. You've had it too easy, taken too much for granted."
Dylan remained silent. He had said similar things to his own brother before, and now the words had come back to haunt him.
He couldn't bring himself to look at Maja and walked away instead.
He didn't have the courage to pass by her, choosing a distant staircase on the other side of the corridor.
The two staircases were far apart.
Dylan's once proud posture was now slumped, and he quickly vanished from everyone's sight.
Beck half-expected Arlene to have something to say, but from beginning to end, she stood silently in the corner, not uttering a single word.
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The readers' comments on the novel: Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja)
Author, would you story about Ryan settling down and another story on Eric regaining his body and memories back from Patrick, and Eric also settling down as I find it so disheartening for him to have gone through what he went through at the research institute, and I'll like for him to get his "golden boy" life back though, not at the detriment of Ian....
When will the author update to finish Beck's story? What about Dylan and Tyler's love lives? Also, I'll like the author to write on Wilma and Elvis ending up together as she was quite persistent in pursuing him. And Shawn's story, Cornelia Sullivan and Omar Casson. Also, a little write-up on Jeff (Ian's assistant) love life, too. Thanks, author for updating....
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