Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1259

"Judith, are you okay?"

He strode in, scooping her into his arms.

Judith was genuinely scared, her mind filled with Wind's final gaze.

In his wildest dreams, Wind would never have imagined that the woman who’d been treating him tenderly, kissing him these past few days, would be the one to end his life.

The knife piercing his throat came so suddenly that he didn’t have time to react, because he had trusted her wholeheartedly.

His last look was one of disbelief, devoid of hatred. It happened too quickly for hatred to set in.

"Dylan, I’m terrified. Maja has gone crazy. I don't ever want to see her again. Dylan, can you take me back home?"

Back when she was oblivious to her true identity, Judith dreamed of staying in Greenfield, making Maja uncomfortable, embarrassing her.

But after she had a hunch about Maja's background, she only hoped that Dylan would detest Maja, maybe even kill her himself.

Now, she feigned fragility, acting like she had been scared out of her wits. It genuinely distressed Dylan.

"Don’t be scared. I'm here."

Judith sobbed into his chest, crying until she's gasping for breath.

Dylan’s face was grim. While comforting her, he turned to Patric.

"What do you plan to do about Maja?”

It seemed she wouldn't give up easily.

He had already fallen out with Ian. Would he care about Ian's revenge?

Patric headed upstairs first, finding Wind’s body still in the room, blood splattered everywhere.

But Maja was clean. She had showered, changed her clothes, and deliberately avoided the bed, heading instead for the window.

She sat on the couch by the window now, eerily calm.

Patric ordered the body to be removed and had the blood cleaned off from the floor, even disinfecting the area.

Throughout this, Maja remained silent, either looking out the window or lowering her head.

Even though she couldn't see anything.

Maja didn't respond.

As Patric opened the room door, he saw Dylan standing outside. Clearly, he wanted to see Maja.

Dylan brushed past him, quickening his pace when he saw Maja sitting inside.

He was not accustomed to laying his hands on women, so he just poured the water in his hand into Maja's mouth.

Patric didn't intervene but asked, "What did you put in the water?"

Dylan’s face was grim, "A drug that will forever silence her."

Patric felt a surge of emotions. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, so he let it be.

"Do you know she's already blind? Are you planning to make her mute?"

Dylan paused. He wasn't aware.

But the deed was done.

"So what? No one is more important than my sister. Maja has to pay for her actions. And Wind was our man, painstakingly trained by us. How could he die at her hands? She’s not worth it."