Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1124

"Zoey!"

Maja called out, only to see Wind disappearing swiftly.

This stab was aimed solely to vent his emotions.

He wanted Maja to suffer, even if he couldn't kill her, he intended to make her feel the despair.

Scared, Maja quickly got up from the floor and rushed over to Zoey.

"I'm taking you to the hospital!"

Zoey, clutching the bleeding wound, her palm smeared with blood.

"Ms. Pennyfeather, I'm glad you're okay."

Maja was extremely distressed. If she had retreated back into the elevator earlier, none of this would have happened. But this fool had recklessly charged forward, right into the line of fire.

She hurriedly helped Zoey up, intending to leave, but Zoey shook her head.

"Ms. Pennyfeather, have Elvis take me to the hospital. You're drenched in gasoline, even a tiny spark could set you ablaze. If that man is still waiting outside, a collision could spark a fire in the elevator that would burn both of us alive."

Zoey, despite his injury, managed to utter these words before passing out.

Maja applied pressure on her wound and immediately dialed Elvis.

Two minutes later, Elvis arrived at the underground parking lot.

Without asking any questions, he quickly carried Zoey into the car.

Maja quickly instructed Elvis and then returned to her office to change her clothes.

After changing into a clean set of clothes, she rushed to the hospital.

Coincidentally, the hospital where Zoey was taken was the same one where Judith was, and they were in different operation rooms on the same floor.

When Maja arrived, Judith was just being wheeled out of the emergency room, and Zoey was wheeled in right after.

Having only taken a quick shower, Maja still reeked of gasoline. She brushed past Dylan and his group, and of course, Ian.

Even though she looked weak and smelled of gasoline, her eyes were clear and determined.

Before he could react, Maja walked past him.

Dylan stood there for a while until Beck patted his shoulder.

"Dylan, I think Maja's right. Whoever did it should take responsibility. Clara's not a child, and you've seen how she treats Maja, her own daughter. She just wants to suck her blood. If we make Maja responsible for Judith's injuries, it's really unfair to her."

Dylan's face darkened, "Tell that to our father and mother."

Beck didn't say anything more. He knew his mother had no limits when it came to spoiling his little sister. In the end, he would be the one criticized.

He instinctively looked at Ian, who was standing near the entrance of a hospital room, not going in.

Beck had a feeling that Ian was trying to catch another glimpse of Maja.

Sensing his gaze, Ian entered the room.