Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908 

The ground started to shake again, and rocks began to tumble down from the top of the tunnel. Maja could only brace herself and help lan up, trying to find a place to take cover. But the tunnel was spotless, without any tables or chairs. The occasional doors they found led to sheer cliffs, scaring the living daylights out of her. She understood even more the difficulty lan faced in leaving markers along the journey. 

Following the markers outside, the ground shook even more violently. But before them was a door that required a password. In this mountain, they could only go in, but not out. Freedom was just behind this door, but if the password was entered incorrectly, they would be trapped here forever, unless they chose to jump off the cliff, leaving their fate up in the air. 

Ian couldn’t go on any longer. 

Tears welled up in Maja’s eyes. She felt the blood on her hands. It was lan’s blood. Ian held her from behind, his sweat from the pain soaking his hair. 

He held her tightly, as if it was their last moments together. “Maja, watch out!” 

He quickly pushed her away as a large rock fell from above, hitting him squarely on the head. 

“lan!” Maja quickly tore a strip of cloth from her clothes, pressing it hard against his wound. 

But the blood kept on flowing. 

Maja’s fingers were trembling as she tried to cover his head wound and bang on the door at the same time. “Open up! Open up!” 

The earthquake continued, with no place to take cover. Another rock might roll down any time. 

She quickly wiped off the blood on her hands and tried entering the password again and again. 

“Invalid password. 

“Invalid password.” 

“You have one more try.” 

Maja’s hand was shaking even more as she heard lan’s faint voice. “Maja.” He didn’t even have the strength to stand up, just leaning against her. Maja’s tears fell thick and fast as she held him, staring at the digital screen in front of her. 

“Maja, it’s okay. The earthquake will be over soon.” His voice was barely a whisper, his head resting against her chest. 

Maja’s hands were covered in blood. 

“Stop talking.” She bit her lip, her swollen eyes fixated on the door in front of her 

Ian gave a small laugh, but winced in pain. “If I don’t say it now, I might not have the chance later. Maja.” 

But something suddenly appeared in Maja’s mind. She typed in a string of numbers. “Password correct. Password correct. 

The iron door slowly opened, and she stood there, pale as a ghost. Ian seemed just as surprised. How did she know the password?