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Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1513

Sometimes she would try to flee a dozen times a day, but the man's torment was like a cat toying with a mouse, watching her struggle just for amusement.

So, the initial dozen attempts dwindled to seven or eight, then to five or six, and eventually to twice a day.

Now, it had been a whole year since she last thought about escaping from this place, which was exactly what the man intended.

Cynthia listened to the man's voice, ignoring him.

But he continued, "Don't you want to know where your daughter is?"

At these words, Cynthia's eyelashes fluttered.

Her hand, which had been hanging by her side, twitched, and her gaze shifted to a fixed point.

The man's voice echoed in her head as if it were emanating from deep within her bones.

"Where is she?"

These days, she had only spoken one word, and that was the curt "Scram" she had told Ian's man.

Her voice was very hoarse.

"She came to see you, tried to take you with her, but she's in over her head."

Cynthia's eyes were downcast, and it took a long time for her to compromise, "Please let her be."

After she spoke, the entire basement fell silent, as if even the surrounding machinery had disappeared.

The man's fingertips paused on the screen, his face filled with a sinister look.

"You've kept her safe pretty well."

Cynthia said nothing, just leaned back, her face pale.

As for whether he would let the daughter go, who knew?

Ian carried Maja for almost an hour, and during that time, Maja woke up.

The first thing she did upon waking was to cough.

Ian held her in his arms and used the corner of his shirt to wipe her lips.

"Does it hurt?"

She didn't speak, just tilted her head slightly.

Ian stopped in his tracks, his tone indifferent.

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