Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1856

Maja felt a sudden pang of heartache. Lately, she'd been more tired than usual, probably due to the pregnancy. The first trimester had her on the go non-stop, so the fatigue was hitting her hard now. She rarely had the energy to think about anything else.

She nodded, opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she just handed a plate of fruit to the doctor in charge.

Meanwhile, Tyler had been wandering around the house when he spotted Felix, donned in an apron, looking like he was straight out of a cooking show.

It was as if Tyler had stumbled upon a goldmine. He whipped out his phone and strutted over to Felix.

"Check this out, guys," Tyler began, filming with his phone. "You'll never believe who's slinging hash at Greenfield Gardens—none other than the Felix Brown, the same dude who's been on a corporate takeover spree. I must be hallucinating, or maybe it's just Ian's charm. I mean, Felix doesn’t just cook for anybody, right?"

Tyler loved stirring the pot and kept narrating to his phone, "Get a good look, folks. That's the real Felix. If I'm lying, I'm dying. He's here, playing chef. Who knows, maybe he's trying to swap some trade secrets with Ian."

"Swear to God, no Photoshop!"

Felix, gripping a spoon tightly, felt his face heat up in anger.

"Beat it," he spat out.

Tyler didn't miss a beat and took a couple of selfies, one flashing a peace sign, and immediately posted one to Facebook.

"New chef at Greenfield Gardens looks a lot like Mr. Brown, don't you think?"

Comments on the post piled up quickly.

"No way, that's gotta be fake."

"He just did a three-minute live stream, it's legit."

"Tyler's got guts. He's asking for retaliation."

When Tyler returned to the living room, several people were eyeing him with curiosity.

Oblivious, he nudged Ian with his shoulder and said, "Ian, I don't take my hat off to many, but you, sir, have my utmost respect."

Ian's mouth twitched as he looked over at Carol.

Carol was feeling uncomfortable, not that she had any love for Felix, but she didn't enjoy seeing anyone made fun of like this.

Maja chatted with a few folks from Star Movie group but eventually couldn't hold back her curiosity and turned to the silent Abner beside her.

"Hey, Abner, how are things going with Shirley?" she asked.

Shirley had been invited too, but she was out of town on a training course.

At the mention of Shirley, Ian couldn't resist making snide remarks.

"What's to say? I heard he tried to play Santa Claus, but Shirley wasn't home. Ended up running into her folks and got an earful," Ian said with a smirk.

Ian was on top of the world—his wife was about to give birth, his career was thriving, and here he was, gloating over the lovelorn losers in the room.

"Maja, you should've seen it. Her parents slammed the door in his face, told him to get lost. Apparently, they're still sore about him messing up Shirley's previous relationship. Word is Abner just stood there, not saying a word in his defense."

"I'm telling you."

Abner, usually so composed, was fuming and looked ready to step outside with Ian to settle the score.