Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1857

Maja quickly intercepted Ian, pressing her fingers to her temples with a sigh.

"Zip it, will you?"

Ian clammed up.

For the remainder of the evening, the group debated on names for the baby.

Everyone had different ideas, and it wasn't until the room cleared out that Ian asked Maja her preference.

"Do you want the kid to have the surname Sanders or Raymond?"

"I'm good either way."

"If only we were expecting twins. One could take my name, the other yours."

Ian wasn't too hung up on the surname—it was his kid, and that’s all that mattered.

Choosing a name for the baby had been a puzzle for Ian for a while, so they finally settled on Craig Raymond for a boy, and Rosemary Raymond for a girl.

These names had been on their shortlist, and Maja was pleased with them.

After the brief dinner party, Beck hung around.

Dylan had been swamped with getting his little girl enrolled in school. She'd grown up on a research base, hardly knowing how to socialize. With no time to spare, he headed home as soon as the meal ended.

Beck was curious about the baby's name and kept prodding for answers.

When Ian came downstairs, he shared the names Craig and Rosemary.

Beck scrunched up his forehead, immediately dissatisfied. "Why should the kid take your name? We should have at least one who carries the Sanders family name. This is our first grandchild, after all."

He thought Ian was being stubborn and let out a snort.

"Look, we're married, the baby's on the way, but your brothers are still bachelors. It's common tradition that the older kids marry off first. They're not getting any younger. Maybe you should talk to your dad about setting them up on some dates."

Maja felt swayed by his argument. It wasn’t right that her brothers stayed single, hovering over her in Greenfield.

Ian then inquired, "Beck's not seeing anyone, is he?"

"Doesn't seem like it."

Beck had his share of flings, but a serious girlfriend? None.

"Any childhood sweethearts? Someone he grew up with?"

"No clue. Never heard about anyone."

That spelled trouble. No wonder Beck was so full of energy, always on the lookout for Ian's mistakes.