Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1229

Jeff felt sorry for Ian. He didn't dare to say anything more.

"Jeff, keep searching. Get everyone to search," Ian commanded, rising from the couch and grabbing his crumpled jacket. "I'm going too."

Greenfield Gardens was practically deserted. Ian had e.

Exhausted all his resources but to no avail. He couldn't understand why they couldn't find her. His anxiety began to build.

He climbed into the car alongside Jeff, leaning back and staring silently out the window.

Greenfield Gardens was still a sight to behold, but it was empty, like a lifeless dollhouse.

Another fruitless day of searching passed.

In the end, Ian didn't even know where to drive anymore. He had thought he owned Greenfield, that he had the power to protect Maja. But he had always left her in danger.

He slumped over the steering wheel, at a loss for what to do. He couldn't even remember how he used to live without Maja.

He felt useless. The love of his life was missing, and he was clueless.

His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. It was Nydia.

"Ian, did you get the message I sent?"

Ian communicated with the underground fight club via email to avoid revealing his identity as "God". He hadn't read the message Nydia sent.

"Maybe later," he mumbled before hanging up. He rested his head on the steering wheel again, seemingly giving up on life.

Nydia stared at her disconnected phone, surprised. Something seemed off about Ian.

After finding out that Judith was not a Sanders, he should have said more. But he seemed uninterested.

Nydia didn't dare to pry further and decided to wait for him to reach out.

Two weeks passed.

Dylan's subsidiary was continuously causing trouble for the Raymond Corporation and Eric was handling it all. Ian was nowhere to be found.

Eric quickly became the center of attention. He was not only attending various business negotiations but also hanging out at local bars and clubs.

Patric thought, "Maja, Maja! Always Maja! Couldn't the Raymond men be a bit more dignified and not fall apart over a woman?"

He took a deep breath, ignoring the voice in his head.

After a while, Eric's voice softly echoed in his mind again, "Can you go check on Ian?"

This time, Patric scoffed.

The woman sitting next to him was startled by his sudden change in demeanor. The once gentle man now displayed a face of mockery.

Thinking she had done something wrong, she quickly excused herself.

Patric couldn't stay any longer, afraid he might lose control because of Eric.

He left the booth and went to the restroom, punching the mirror in frustration.

"Eric, shut up! He's your brother, not mine! I want Ian dead. I want you both to disappear! The Raymond family will be mine and mine alone."