Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 977

Maja's eyes were still blurred from sleep, and she was slow to comprehend what she was hearing. It took her a moment to remember she was calling Ian, and the voice pouring through the speaker belonged to the princess of the Sanders family.

Maja had been in a stupor for the past few days, sustained only by intravenous nutrition, and she felt weak.

On the other end of the line, the princess of the Sanders family continued speaking.

"Don't call here again."

This time, her voice was colder, even deliberately subdued.

"Otherwise, I'll make your life a living hell."

After Judith hung up, she quickly deleted the call log from the phone, then exited the private room and stepped outside.

Ian was already propped up in the car, resting.

The car's interior was dimly lit. Ian's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared out at the road ahead. Half of his face was obscured by darkness; his unclear expression seemed somewhat sharp, but no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

Judith passed his phone to him through the car window, her eyes sparkling.

"Ian, you left your phone in the room. I brought it out to you."

Ian ignored her, which didn't discourage Judith. She just leaned a little closer to the car window.

"I'll leave it here for you. Get a good night's sleep, bye."

She waved cheerfully, reminding Jeff to drive carefully before standing in place, watching the car disappear into the distance with a reluctant gaze.

Once the car was out of sight, the smile on her face slowly faded.

She returned to her own car, where Beck was sitting.

Beck was staring out the window, his eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"You shouldn't have come here tonight."

"Beck, it's precisely because I came that the whole circle is filled with rumors about me and Ian. Who still remembers Maja? My background and my love for Ian all overshadow her. If she ever has anything with Ian, everyone will just see her as Cinderella, thinking Ian has poor taste."

She lowered her lashes, her eyes revealing an indistinguishable emotion.

"And I won't give them any chance to rekindle."

Beck didn't say anything. He didn't understand his sister that well, and he just knew she was spoiled, always believing that everything good in the world should belong to her and that others could only pick up her leftovers.

"Beck, you can't help her."

Maja wanted to ask about her current situation. She rushed here without any information, but hearing his distant tone, she felt as if her speech was frozen.

"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."

Ian said he was hanging up, but he kept the phone to his ear, curious about what she would say.

Maja wanted to seize this opportunity to ask about his situation.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt a piercing pain in her stomach, as if she was being stabbed with countless needles. She couldn't even speak because of the pain.

Ian waited a full minute before he sneered coldly and hung up.

Maja clutched her stomach, feeling both pain and nausea.

Left with no other choice, she shakily dialed Zoey's number, asking her to come and drive her car away.

Zoey arrived quickly and even brought some stomach medicine.

"Mr. Pennyfeather, aren't you going in?"

Greenfield Gardens was just a hundred meters ahead. What was she hesitating for, being so close?