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Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1818

Summary for Chapter 1818: Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian)

Chapter 1818 – 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 1818 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romantic genre.

Maja stood up, her tone cool as a cucumber, “Mr. Brown, we need more than her letter of understanding. We need yours too.”

“There’s no way I’m giving you that.”

Felix locked eyes with hers, his gaze unfathomable, “It’s never gonna happen.”

If he did, what would keep Carol around? She’d ditch him without hesitation, take Abner, and hit the road.

His hand, hanging at his side, slowly clenched into a fist. Calling it even? On what grounds?

Maja’s eyes narrowed, a hint of mockery in her voice, “Mr. Brown, you’re so smitten with Listina. Aren’t you afraid we’ll take her out if you don’t cough up the document?”

“Ms. Pennyfeather, if you go down that road, Carol can kiss that document goodbye, and she’ll lose everything the Miller family have. At least the Miller name hasn’t been swapped for Brown. Even if President Miller kicks the bucket, he’ll have something to show for himself in the afterlife. Don’t you agree?”

His words were methodical, his tone even. The man had a core of steel. Maja glanced at Listina, who had her head held high again, looking smug as a cat with cream.

Raising an eyebrow, she called out, “Cornelia.”

Cornelia, ever so astute, stepped forward and slapped Listina a couple of more times.

Listina was stunned, disbelief clear on her face. Even with Felix here, they dared to lay hands on her.

“Felix, Felix.”

Felix didn’t spare her a glance but continued, “Listina, give them the document.”

Listina bit her lips hard. At that moment, she finally understood she was nothing to these people. They could snuff her out as easily as stepping on an ant.

If she didn’t comply, she might really end up dead, beyond Felix’s help. Her lips trembling, she clung to his sleeve desperately, “I’ll do it; I’ll do it. Please, just get me out of here.”

“Alright, forget about them for now. You’ve slapped and kicked her enough today. Listina looks genuinely scared. You should focus on taking care of yourself. Let’s get you checked out this afternoon.”

Maja nodded, stifling a yawn, the fatigue setting in. Seeing this, Cornelia quickly excused herself with good sense.

In the departing car, Listina was sobbing in the passenger seat, “They’re too much, just too much! Felix, my face is all swollen. It really hurts.”

Felix watched the road ahead in silence, only speaking as the car halted at her villa’s front gate. He gripped the steering wheel tight, “You’re staying put at home, not stepping foot outside. You can’t handle those people.”

That was precisely why Listina felt so indignant. Why should she be the one to suffer?

“Also, about last night, I don’t want a repeat. So, for the next couple of months, you’re better off staying inside.”

“Felix, don’t you care about me anymore? Your wedding is just about a week away. You’re telling me to stay cooped up while I just let you marry her? I’d rather die! I’ll go bash my head in or slit my wrists! I don’t want to live anymore!”

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