Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Timothy didn't waste a second before he set things in motion.

Patric remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed in the direction where lan had vanished, a flicker of murderous intent crossing his

eyes.

Inside the restaurant, only lan and Quentin were seated.

Quentin didn't speak, nor did he touch any of the food laid out before him.

lan also leaned back into his chair silently, with a casual, yet piercing gaze resting upon Quentin.

The atmosphere was quiet, yet charged with an unspoken tension.

After a while, Quentin tapped his fingers on the table, which broke the silence.

"Got beef with Kevin?"

"Something like that."

"There are two factions that have entered the island. One is Kevin's. The other, which landed ten minutes ago, is yours, right?"

lan remained silent, but his eyes, which exerted a subtle pressure, spoke volumes.

Quentin chuckled coldly, "Ten minutes ago, huh? That's when | covered for you. lan, you sure know how to play your cards."

lan had been investigating the power behind Forbidden Island but had hit a wall; the person was too well-concealed and never

showed their true face.

Today, he finally met the man behind the curtains, and this enigmetic figure was unexpectedly on his side.

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lan was well aware that his arrival had thrown Inner Island into chaos; his previous emergence had united the powerful families

against him.

Now, this shadowy benefactor was aiding him, and willing to turn a blind eye to his actions.

Having dipped his finger into the condensation on his glass, lan slowly wrote a word on the table.

Quentin registered the word with just one glance before he dropped his gaze.

He should have refused. Never had he gone against his adopted father's orders.

He was meant to rule Forbidden Island, and masterfully manipulated the powerful families.

But now, something felt different.

Ah, that's right. He missed the way Maja looked at him, with such fondness and sincerity.

He missed seeing her, distraught with grief, sifting through ashes for bones. No one had ever done anything like that for him.

Though he was young, he was no stranger to wrongdoing, and he could even be worse.

He didn't care about anyone else's opinion, yet Maja's mattered to him.

He didn't want her to know that the Quentin she wanted to protect had been deceiving her all along.

He could have revealed his true identity in front of her as she was beaten, which would definitely deliver a fatal blow to her naive

trust.

That's how he used to break people.

But he hadn't done that. Instead, he even staged a play to let the persona of Quentin bow out perfectly.

And selfishly, he wanted her to remember the nof Quentin forever.

No one had ever given him candy. Maja had offered him a piece, and although he hadn't tasted it, he wanted to offer back a little

sweetness.

He must've been mad; he was walking towards his own destruction.

He wanted to show Maja the last shred of his conscience.

With that, he wiped away the words from the table.

lan understood that even if the man didn't agree, he would still turn a blind eye to his next move.

Just like now, Quentin was aware of lan's reinforcements but hadn't stopped them from entering Forbidden Island.

Quentin grabbed a napkin to wipe the moisture from his palm.

"How did you contact the outside?"

"Before | got here, a friend of Maja's brother gave us a note with an address where we could find a carrier pigeon that could fly out

of Forbidden Island. There was only one."

Quentin raised an eyebrow slightly. A carrier pigeon?

That must be the only way to communicate with the outside world, and lan had found it.

Even he, the puppet master of Forbidden Island, had been unaware.

lan's admission confirmed that his orders had been given ten minutes before, allowing his people to enter Forbidden Island.

Quentin fell silent again. He didn't know lan well, but he was beginning to understand that this man's mind was intricate.

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When lan first cto Inner Island, he must have had a few trusted allies. That is why he managed to send word so quickly.

The quiet settled once more, a silent standoff between two keen minds.

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