Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Chapter 1197

“No, dining with him was just to prevent him from spouting nonsense to you.”

The moment she finished speaking, lan pulled off a smile, but it didn’t seem genuine.

“Afraid he’ll talk nonsense to me?”

Maja pressed her lips, eyes downcast, not willing to delve into the details, because it would lead to the incident

between her and Eric that night.

lan had been investigating. Apparently, he was bothered by that night.

Not to mention him, even Maja herself was bothered.

“So, you dine with him personally, let him kiss you, hug you, just to keep him from blabbering in front of me.”

He leaned slightly towards her, his voice filled with sarcasm, “You’ve made quite a sacrifice.”

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She wanted to say she couldn’t move just now, but he stood up straight, his eyes growing distant.

“Eric just left. Aren’t you going to go after him?”

At these words, Maja felt as if something was clenching her heart, it was unbearably painful.

Her eyes immediately reddened, her throat hurt, and her head throbbed.

lan, however, did not look at her. He turned around and left.

On the other side, Patric was examining the drug between his fingers.

Eric had been a renowned genius at the research institute. The drugs he developed were at least twenty years

ahead of current technology. This particular drug, once it touched the skin, could render the person immobile,

unable to utter a word for a short period.

He sneered, turning on the faucet to wash off the drug residue from his fingers.

Eric’s voice echoed in his mind.

“Patric how much do you know?”

Even the drug–making process?

Patric methodically cleaned his fingers, a smirk played upon his lips.

“Eric, are you scared? Scared that I’ll completely replace you? Seeing the woman you love looking at you with

disgust, does it hurt? The suffering you endured at the research base, there was no one to pity you. Your brother

only thinks you shouldn’t have come back, shouldn’t have competed for the same woman. Eric, I can feel your

emotions. You don’t really like this brother, do you?”

Patric reached for a tissue paper nearby, wiping his slender fingers dry.

“You don’t like him, but you never thought of dealing with him. But why don’t you like him? From what I understand

of you, Eric, you’re gentle as water, sympathetic towards the world. How could you not sympathize with your own

brother? He’s always been living in your shadow. How pitiful.”

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Patric threw the tissue into a nearby trash can, glancing at his reflection in the mirror.

If he truly was another personality induced by those researchers, he should find this face familiar, natural even.

But deep down, there was a strong repulsion, even a sense of unfamiliarity and rejection towards this face.

“Eric, concerning the content of the experiment, you must be keeping something from me. But I don’t care

anymore. Now, I just want you to disappear. I’m slowly merging with your memories, and surely I’ll remember the

entire experiment soon. Then you’ll completely disappear, and I’ll live on in your stead Too bad, you never told Maja

yourself. Every day you were tortured, you thought of her, desperate for her.”

Patric’s eyes turned cold. Thinking of lan’s performance just now, he chuckled.

“Your brother, in front of you, has absolutely no confidence. It’s clear the shadow you’ve cast on him is quite deep.

What a pity, everyone says he’s a genius, the pride of God. But who knows about the inferiority complex hiding

deep within him.”

Patric thought Eric wouldn’t respond, but as he got into his car, Eric’s voice echoed in his mind.

“You’ll regret this sooner or later.

Patric simply raised an eyebrow, dismissing it as empty threats.

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