Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1847

Maja couldn't help but almost laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "And why on Earth would I do that for you?"

She set down her magazine with a calmness that belied her amusement.

"Mr. Brown, do you really think that groveling at my feet is going to stir up my sympathy? That somehow your display of desperation will earn you forgiveness? Remember when President Miller objected to Carol's relationship with you? She knelt down too. So you see, kneeling is something anyone can do. Sometimes pride and dignity are just smoke and mirrors."

Felix bit his lip, his tears silently streaming down his face.

Maja looked at his face, then at Ian's, and could see why Carol fell for him in the first place.

She rubbed her temples, feeling a wave of irritation wash over her.

"You could spend your time better by pleading with Carol rather than me. Sure, I could tell her to leave the kid, but would she love the child? I'm not so sure. When Carol loved you, it was with everything she had. And when she didn't? Just as decisive. She's the one who's been wronged in all this. You wanted to get back at Abner? Then you should have taken it up with him directly. Carol was innocent, yet she got dragged through the mud by you and Listina. Back when you were taking over the Miller Group, everyone in our circle mocked her, saying she brought a wolf into the fold."

"Felix, I don't want to get into it anymore. You're pretty cunning, I'll give you that. Every move you make is calculated. Why don't you go and tell Carol the truth? Whether you love her, what's really in your heart. Carol's a straight shooter, never been played before. She probably still thinks you hate her guts. If you don't speak up, how's she supposed to know? How's she supposed to feel secure?"

Ian, standing nearby, chimed in with a knowing and almost fearful nod, "Indeed."

Felix looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

He quickly stood, muttered a "thanks," and left Greenfield Gardens, driving back to his place.

On his way home, he noticed a flower shop and, after a moment's hesitation, parked and bought the most expensive bouquet they had.

As he approached the house with the flowers in hand, he saw Carol watering the garden.

She couldn't care less about the willow tree they had transplanted there.

Just as she set down her watering can, she caught sight of Felix approaching with a huge bunch of red roses.

Her brow furrowed, and the next second, the roses were tossed away from her.

The medication was a sore spot for Carol, a reminder of betrayal so deep it cut sharper than the harshest words.

Especially when Listina had exposed the truth, Carol felt like a fool for ever trusting him.

"Carol, you've been the kindest person to me, kinder than my own parents. I know I..."

He was usually so articulate, but facing Carol, his words failed him.

His heart ached as he hung his head in self-mockery, speechless.

Carol's irritation grew as she glanced at the darkening sky.

"Fine, if you want to kneel, stay there."

He seemed to exhale a sigh of relief. "Okay."