Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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. How could he not see the truth after all these years with the Raymond family?

Wasn’t this spectacle of Eric’s just to help him see the reality?

Without a word, Ian pocketed his gun and made to leave.

Steve didn’t follow but merely sighed deeply.

“You’ve gone so far. He’s still your brother, you know.”

He said this with his back to Patric.

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So he didn’t see the malice in Patric’s eyes, a malice Ian saw all too clearly.

Patric gave him a smile, slowly mimicking a slit-throat gesture. His intention was clear–he intended to kill Ian upon

his return.

Patric wanted to kill not just Eric, but Ian as well.

Originally, his hatred was reserved only for Eric. He despised sharing a body with someone else. But after

witnessing Ian’s kiss with Maja, that hatred grew also for Ian. He hated them both, wishing they’d both drop dead.

Ian gave him a piercing look before walking out.

When Steve turned back around, Patric had returned to his gentle demeanor.

Upon Steve saw the myriad needle holes in Patric’s arm, his eyes welled up.

Patric only sneered inwardly, because all this suffering was borne by Eric, not him, Patric. The one who willingly

shackled himself was Eric, not him.

Pity that Eric was now too weak. What he could only do now was expressing his thought, “Please spare Maja.”

Eric was vulnerable to an extent that he was barely able to control their shared body. And his last stunt helping Maja

escape had thoroughly enraged Patric.

Patric responded to him in his mind.

“Why should I? I won’t let her off, nor Ian. Your body is too useful, Eric. The entire Raymond family favors you.

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Hahaha, your little brother’s existence is a joke.”

Eric remained silent before heaving a long sigh.

Patric ended their mental conversation, then hearing Steve’s voice ahead.

“Eric, you’ve suffered a lot.”

Steve rarely returned to the Raymond family villa, only visiting them during holidays. He was not good at expressing

himself, so he simply grasped Eric’s hand, his gaze fixated on those needle holes.

The sight was shocking. It was hard to imagine what kind of torment Eric had endured.