Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1147

"So before my brother returns, I need her to be utterly reliant on me."

Ian spoke calmly, glancing at the documents in front of him. "Once she's dependent on me, she won't ditch me."

For once, Fitch was left speechless.

After Ian hung up the phone, he saw another incoming call from Tyler.

This time, he didn't pick up, guessing yet another one of Tyler's lousy ideas.

By the evening, he had sent Maja eight messages, all left unanswered.

At five in the afternoon, when he was about to head for a meeting, he passed out.

He had pushed himself too hard the previous night, stubbornly refusing to take medicine despite running a fever. Now, he had fainted.

His collapse instantly sent the Raymond Corporation into a frenzy. Jeff rushed him to the hospital, while rumors of Ian's fainting began to circulate quietly amongst the circle.

Many people who had seen his Facebook posts were left puzzled.

There were recent rumors about him breaking up with Maja, and he had been seen with Judith. Word was that Judith had even been hurt because of him. So why was he suddenly proclaiming his love for Maja again?

[If you ask me, Maja must have put a spell on Ian. How else to explain his devotion to a girl from nowhere?]

[Judith must feel pretty foolish now. She pursued him so relentlessly, only to be dismissed by his simple proclamation of love for Maja.]

[What's so great about Maja anyway?]

The gossip was rampant, and when word got out that Ian was sick, the chatter only intensified.

[Ian is a military man, and his physical strength is unparalleled. In my opinion, Maja is nothing but trouble.]

[Tell me about it. Ever since Maja became a member of the Raymond family, there's never been peace. Now Mr. Holden has passed away, yet Ian can't seem to let go.]

[I'm insanely jealous of her! If only Ian would spare me a glance, I'd treat him like a king.]

Ian had many secret admirers, but he was infamously cold, barely engaging in conversation.

Especially during his years abroad, where he had minimal contact with anyone from the circle. Some women, hearing that he was forced into marriage, tried to engage him in conversation, only to be met with silence. Most couldn't even become his friend on social media.

Some had met him at international art exhibitions and tried to strike up a conversation, but he was uninterested. Business data seemed to be more intriguing to him than any woman.

Initially, everyone thought his aloofness was due to Carlene. But it turned out that he didn’t actually fancy Carlene. Upon his return, he immediately got involved with his own designer.

"Dylan, please, I beg you."

Dylan has always been good to her. Seeing her so desperate, he sighed softly.

"I'll think of something, but you mustn't act on your own."

Judith, with resentment in her eyes, reluctantly let go of her hands. "Fine."

But once she returned to her car, she called Arlene, the matriarch of the Sanders family, her mother.

Upon seeing her daughter finally willing to call, Arlene eagerly answered.

"Darling, you finally called me. Do you know how scared I was when I heard you went to Greenfield?"

"Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept it from you."

"What's wrong? Did someone bully you there?"

"Yes, I'm being bullied by a nobody here, and Dylan won't let me do anything about it. But I know he's just looking out for me. But mom, it's so hard for me. I love Ian, and I want to marry him. Can you convince dad to help me, to make Ian compromise, in the name of the Sanders family?"