Chapter 1803 – A Turning Point in Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) by Beverly Quinn
In this chapter of Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian), Beverly Quinn introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1803 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romantic genre.
Nathan mentioned Felix's name and glanced cautiously towards Carol's direction to gauge her reaction.
Carol simply arched an eyebrow before taking a sip of her soup.
Fiona, sitting nearby, was still trying to coax her, “Carol, you really should try this, it's delicious and Nathan swears by its beauty benefits.”
Though Nathan was often unremarkable, flirtatious around women, he had been pretty decent to his sister over the years.
Carol took another bite of the slow-cooked peach pork, feeling utterly content. She was even beginning to wish she didn't have to leave.
But just then, her phone buzzed. It was Felix calling. Her brow furrowed in annoyance as she took the phone and pressed the answer button.
“Where are you?”
These days, Felix's most frequent questions were about her whereabouts.
Glancing at the time, Carol realized it was already eight in the evening. On Christmas' Day, she had stayed at Nathan's house this late.
"Out."
"Come home for dinner."
"I've already eaten, Mr. Brown; you can dine alone."
Felix's tone instantly darkened, “Carol, I’ve told you not to make me angry.”
Carol felt a surge of irritation but knew all too well that if Felix got angry, she would be the one to suffer.
“I'll be back soon.”
"Before nine."
Upon hearing those words, she hung up.
Nathan had overheard the conversation and knew she was about to leave, feeling a pang of regret.
Carol stood up, grabbing her bag from the side, “Sorry for intruding today.”
Nathan hurried after her, “Let me drive you.”
"Just heading back to check on something."
Nathan was nervous, especially when Felix's gaze shifted towards him; he couldn't shake the feeling that he was secretly hooking up with his buddy’s wife.
He was fearful and guilty, yet Carol's fingers were playing lightly with his, a subtle enticement.
Was Carol actually making a move on him? Nathan's mind was in turmoil; he hadn’t even fully processed whatever else Felix had said, preoccupied with the warmth and softness of Carol's fingertip.
After Felix’s car drove off, Nathan remained stationary. Carol's fingers had already let go of his, but the honking from outside brought him back to reality, “If you don’t move, the cops will be over soon.”
Nathan snapped out of his daze and pressed the gas pedal. The car stopped about five hundred meters from the Miller family mansion, and Carol was about to get out when Nathan caught her arm.
“What was that about, Ms. Miller?”
Carol looked at his trembling hand; he was clearly nervous. She settled back into her seat, “What do you think it meant?”
“Carol, I’m not an idiot; you were flirting with me.”
Carol burst into laughter at his admission, noting the flush of embarrassment on his face; she leaned in closer.
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