Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1828

Listina didn't want to give up. This was her golden opportunity, after all.

In a moment of boldness, she shed every article of clothing and dropped to her knees in what could only be described as a compromising position.

"Felix, look at me," she pleaded, her voice laced with desperation. "Why bother bringing Carol back? She's just going to be a third wheel. Look at me, Felix. Whatever she can do, I can do too."

But Felix averted his gaze, while clenching his hand tightly around the bed-sheets.

The heartache was so acute that he felt oddly lucid.

So lucid that Carol's rejection struck him with sobering clarity.

"Call her," he insisted.

When he dialed her number, she wouldn't pick up.

Listina, who was completely bare, was incensed to see that Felix remained unmoved, not even sparing her a glance. The outrage boiled within her.

Why? Why, at this pivotal moment, did he crave Carol?

Rising to her feet, Listina attempted to approach him once more but was stopped short by his words.

"Listina, I only want Carol."

Her pupils shrank, and her mind reeled in disbelief.

Had he lost his mind? Did he understand what he was saying?

Wasn't his impending marriage to Carol meant to be a humiliation for her?

"Felix." Her voice trembled as she eked out his name, only to see him bow his head, taking labored breaths.

Carol had been merciless, spiking his drink with a heavy dose.

It was his own doing, a consequence of his reliance on pills during their previous encounters.

Not able to stomach the humiliation any longer, Listina broke down in tears.

The commotion had drawn attention. Manny knocked from outside.

"Mr. Brown, is everything alright? The door seems to be locked from the outside."

Felix, rubbing his temples, commanded with restrained annoyance, "Break the door down."

Soon, the sounds of forced entry filled the space.

Her phone buzzed with a message from Listina, urging her to return home for a critical discussion.

Carol's mind raced with possibilities, like Listina convincing Felix to issue a public apology and their immediate wedding plans.

Suppressing a twinge of bitterness, she felt a surge of excitement.

The villa was alive with light when she arrived, but Listina was nowhere to be found on the ground floor, which prompted Carol to head upstairs.

The villa was quiet, as the staff was long since retired for the night.

Pushing open the master bedroom door, she felt her heart skipped a beat at the sight of Felix seated on the bed. Instinctively, she thought to flee.

But some bodyguards appeared behind her, blocking her escape.

With no alternative, Carol entered the master bedroom.

Under the bright lights, Felix sat in silent judgment, his presence exuding an oppressive weight.

She scanned the room, finding no sign of Listina, and her frown deepened.

What was going on?