Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2236

“Grandma, let’s not rush this. I’ll look into everything thoroughly,” Marlon said, trying to reassure her.

But there was no way Grandma Edith could just sit back and wait. Her voice was insistent. “Back in high school, her parents and brother all died in that accident, and she was bullied for years. I already had someone investigate what happened—it really was a tragic accident with her family. As for what Maggie did to her, it was far worse than what we knew. There’s no need to look into that again. The tricky part is, she’s already married. And to Tyler, of all people. That scoundrel. I don’t believe for a second he’s changed his ways.”

Marlon gently took Grandma Edith’s hands, a reassuring smile tugging at his lips.

“Give me a week, Grandma. I’ll get to the bottom of all this. If she really is my sister, I won’t let anything happen to her.”

Grandma Edith nodded. “Your father looked into it too, and he came to the same conclusions. He’s only got three days off and had to go back to work, so I’m leaving this matter with you.”

Marlon nodded again and soon left the Keller estate.

He set his people to work, even reaching out to a few of Athena’s old high school classmates, hoping someone might remember when she got that birthmark. Could it have been faked, made to impersonate Ms. Keller?

But the location—high on the inner thigh—was so private that no one would have noticed.

That’s when Marlon thought of Tyler.

Tyler was married to Athena now; surely he’d noticed the birthmark if anyone had.

But the truth was, Tyler hadn’t really paid attention before. That morning, after they’d tangled themselves in the sheets, he finally saw the delicate flower-shaped mark and frowned, puzzled.

“When did you get a tattoo?” he asked.

Athena stretched her leg out a little. “It’s not a tattoo. I’ve always had it.”

“Really? I don’t remember seeing it before.”

“That’s because you never really paid attention to me. If it was one of your old flings, I bet you’d know every little freckle on their bodies.”

Tyler’s past was always a sore spot; he grew awkward, eager to change the subject.

“What do you want for breakfast?”

Athena turned away, pretending to be upset.

Tyler softened instantly, his tone gentle and almost pleading. “Alright, it’s my fault. I must’ve been blind not to notice you before. Forgive me, Athena. I really don’t want to fight with you anymore.”

“You mean the little flower-shaped birthmark? Yeah, it’s always been there. I like it, actually. But why are you suddenly asking about my wife? Marlon, don’t tell me you’ve got feelings for Athena.”

By the end of his sentence, Tyler’s tone had turned chilly.

Marlon scoffed on his end. “I’m not as tasteless as you.”

“Oh, right. But liking Maggie counts as having taste, huh?”

Marlon ended the call abruptly, staring out the window, lost in thought. Tyler had nothing to do with the Keller family, and he was the type to shoot straight in both friendship and love—there was no way he’d make something like this up.

Could Athena really be his long-lost sister?

He remembered that night with the hotpot, the way she had smiled at him across the table. A strange discomfort gnawed at his chest.

If Athena was behind some elaborate scam, he’d make sure she paid for it. His eyes narrowed with resolve as he gave new orders to his people.

This time, even if it meant playing rough, he’d force Athena’s true colors to the surface.