Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Chapter 1196

Patric pushed the coffee cup over to her.

“The barista said this is a fresh roast. This place is pretty remote, not many folks come around. Maja, you’ve really

gone to some lengths to keep our rendezvous a secret.”

Maja didn’t touch her coffee, her face a mask of cool composure.

“What are you after?”

Patric slowly rose, leaning over the table to scrutinize her face closely. She was indeed beautiful, her eyes clear as

crystal, reflecting his image.

“Maja, it hurts when you talk like that. We used to share everything.”

Maja picked up her coffee and splashed it right in his face.

Patric closed his eyes as the liquid streamed down his face.

He didn’t seem angry, simply reaching for a napkin to wipe away the coffee stains.

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A flicker of disgust passed through Maja’s eyes, “Don’t speak to me like that, I know you’re not him. You’re just a

devil.”

The moment she finished her sentence, her neck was seized in a firm grip.

Patric’s grip tightened, his gaze drilling into her.

Watching her frown, the unflinching look on her face, he let out a soft chuckle, leaning in close, his lips just touching

her earlobe.

Disgusted, she tried to turn away, but he held her chin firmly in place.

“A devil? Maja, I don’t like it when you talk like that.”

Maja’s chin was nearly dislocated, tears of pain welling up in her eyes.

But they never fell.

Her eyes, misted with the tears, seemed even clearer, like polished glass.

For a moment, Patric was momentarily stunned. By the time he came around, he had already released her.

Realizing Maja was trying to break free, he forcefully pulled her towards him, planting his lips onto hers.

Maja’s pupils contracted in shock, her heart racing.

But her chin was held in place again, she couldn’t even muster the strength to open her mouth. He held her firmly,

a hint of warmth radiating from the corner of his mouth.

She fell numb at that moment, followed by lan’s voice.

“Had enough?”

Maja stiffened, thinking she was hallucinating.

Patric released her, arrogantly turning to lan while wiping his lips.

“lan, you here for dinner too?”

lan stood by the entrance, backlit by the setting sun, his aura darker than ever.

In his hand, he casually flicked a lighter, a flame sparking into life before slowly fading, only to reappear.

He repeated the action over and over, not looking at Maja or Patric.

Maja’s head was pounding. She was so worried that Patric would say something outrageous to lan, but she forgot

that lan had been keeping a close eye on her lately Knowing she was here, he would have followed.

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And she had purposely chosen such a remote place. From lan’s perspective, wasn’t it clear she was trying to have a

private dinner with Eric?

Patric slowly walked over to Maja’s side, his arm wrapping around her shoulders.

Maja wanted to yell at him, tell him to fuck off, but when she opened her mouth, she found herself unable to speak.

There was no sound

She couldn’t make any noise, as if something was wrong with her vocal cord.

She started to struggle, but her body felt momentarily paralyzed

What was happening?

She felt like a puppet, only able to move her eyes

Patric’s lips curled up in a smile, his grip on her tightening.

“What can we do, Maja? Looks like lan found us. Next time choose a different place

Maja was sweating with anxiety, but she couldn’t speak, or inove.

Patric gently looked at her, flicking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

better go, you should talk to lan Maja, I’ll always wait for you I hope next time we meet, we can have a proas

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