Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Dylan rubbed her head, feeling Beck’s eyes on her once again.

“Beck?”

Beck leaned back, not uttering a word, just calmly twirling his phone between his thumb and index finger, his

lowered lashes casting a slight shadow.

He stood up, hearing Dylan speak again, “Leave your phone behind.”

Beck chuckled, “Dylan, you’re so serious now.”

He left his phone on the table and headed upstairs.

Judith continued to jostle Dylan’s shoulder.

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“Dylan, I’ve sent Wind to deal with Maja tonight, success is the only option, failure is not.”

Dylan’s face turned serious in an instant, “Didn’t I tell you not to act on your own?”

“But I’ve already nearly lost my life twice because of her.”

Then she touched her chest, her face turning pale in an instant.

“Judith?”

This time, Judith truly felt uncomfortable around her heart and passed out the next moment.

“Judith!”

Dylan had no time to reprimand her, he immediately rushed her to the hospital again.

There was a charity auction in Greenfield tonight, scheduled for eight.

Maja was in a hurry but it was no use, she had already arranged to meet a few business partners at the auction.

Zoey drove her there.

As she stepped out of the car, she saw Ian also getting out of his vehicle.

Ian was still dressed in a black suit, but his shirt was no longer white, it was light purple, adding a hint of aristocratic

charm.

Upon seeing Maja, he nodded slightly, and they both entered the venue almost simultaneously.

This charity auction was the biggest event of the year, attracting a large crowd.

Maja spotted Beck, but didn’t go over to greet him.

Soon, she saw Dylan arrive, his face didn’t look good, and she heard Judith was hospitalized again.

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Raising an eyebrow slightly, she found her business partners and walked over to chat with them.

Whether intentional or not, she felt as if Ian was uncomfortable tonight, occasionally lowering his head to cough a

few times, his eyes somewhat hazy.

After she finished chatting with her business partners, she walked over to him.

He was sitting alone in the corner, his glass of drink untouched.

“Are you okay?”

She placed her hand on his forehead, only then realizing he was running a high fever, and it was quite serious.

“Ian, you have a high fever.”

Ian lifted his head, covering her hand with his.

Maja immediately felt her hand getting hot, she quickly sat down, “I’ll take you to the hospital. Your fever is really

serious.”