Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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She stood rooted to the spot for about twenty minutes, the cars and their shadows all but vanished,

leaving her feeling stiff all over. It was only when a hand landed on her shoulder and gave it a

reassuring pat that she snapped out of it. It was Quentin. “What’s up?” he asked. Maja blinked back to

reality. “Didn’t I ask you to wait inside?” “You are absent for so long, so I thought I’d check on you.”

Maja walked back into the room and grabbed a baseball cap, placing it firmly on her head. “Quentin,

I’ve got to step out for a bit. Can you keep an eye on Patric for me? He’s running a high fever, not in his

right mind, and can’t take care of himself. I’d really appreciate it if you could look after him for a while.”

“When will you be back?” “I don’t know.” A frown creased Maja’s brow. She had to find out who those

people were, and if the man they had taken was indeed Ian. If it was, she had to save him. It meant

going undercover. A shadow passed over Quentin’s eyes. Those people from Inner Island were up to

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something, causing a ruckus in Middle Island in the dead of night. If Maja recklessly followed them, and

something happened to her, who would he turn to for that jellyfish seal? So he couldn’t let Maja go off

on a suicide mission. “Maja, those were Inner Island people.” “How do you know?” “License plates.

Outer Island, Middle Island, Inner Island, they all have different plates. The power dynamics in Inner

Island are complex, controlled by a few families, and they’re the only ones who can carry guns. If you

mess with them, you might not make it back alive.” “I’ll be careful, Quentin. Please take care of Patric.”

It felt a bit shameless to dump this on him, but Patric truly needed someone. Quentin’s brow furrowed,

silently cursing the people who had stirred up trouble tonight. His contacts hadn’t yet provided clear

intel, and he needed to keep Maja here. But Maja, already caught up in matters concerning Ian and

suspecting that he might have been misled, was anything but calm. She shrugged off Quentin’s hand

and darted off in the direction the cars had disappeared, even hailing a taxi. “Damn it!” In the blink of an

eye, she was gone. Quentin, furious, whipped out his cell and made a call. “Have you figured out why

these goons came to Middle Island to stir up trouble?” “Mr. Gellar, it’s the Porter family. Oliver Porter,

the eldest son, he’s gone rogue.” “Over this?” The Porter family was one of the big names on Inner

Island. Oliver, as the heir, was expected to marry into another powerful family, but his sex orientation

were…

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unconventional. He preferred men, something absolutely forbidden on Forbidden Island. Not just

frowned upon, but punishable by death. When the scandal broke within the families, Ralap Porter had

almost disowned Oliver on the spot. After all, the Porter family wasn’t short on heirs. But Oliver was

smart, smarter than any other Porter male, and Ralap, reluctant to waste such talent, gave him an

ultimatum: choose a woman from another family, marry, have children, and all would be forgiven. Oliver

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had agreed, slowly taking over family business affairs. But tonight, of all nights, he dared to flee?

Forbidden Island was a closed ecosystem; no one ever left. Where could he possibly go? Foolish. And

to cause such a commotion, it had to be more than a simple escape. Quentin’s lips curved slightly.

“Oh? What else did he do?” Quentin had his fingers in all sorts of pies, dealing with the families from

the shadows. No one knew his true identity, but he knew their secrets. The residents of Forbidden

Island were like puppets in his game. Everything they knew, every rule they followed, was part of a

charade orchestrated by Quentin’s foster father. In short, brainwashing. “Mr. Gellar, Oliver stole the

family seal from the Porter household, and he took a prisoner with him.” Quentin’s brow furrowed

again. What was Oliver up to? No matter. It wasn’t his concern. He needed that jellyfish seal. With the

jellyfish seal in hand, once back with his organization, that thorn in his side, K, would no longer be so

arrogant.

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