Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1311

Fitch was a man of few words, but even he couldn't help but let out a string of expletives.

"Damn it!"

He hurled the coffee mug in his hand against the wall where it shattered into a thousand pieces.

"I need to get out of this country."

Tyler, on the other hand, instantly regained his composure. The Bennitts didn't have tight connections with the big shots, but Fitch's phone was under surveillance around the clock.

"If you leave, who's gonna talk down the guys gunning for Ian? I say you stay put. Maybe Ian needs your help on the inside. Let's wait for him to reach out to us."

Both were genuinely concerned for Ian.

Fitch lit up a cigarette, his eyes gathering storms of frost.

Maja, oblivious to the chaos her departure had stirred, woke up four days later.

Her sense of smell had sharpened oddly, so she immediately noticed the air wasn't the same as in Greenfield Gardens.

On high alert, she felt around with her hands.

Sensing someone beside her, she turned towards the soft breathing.

"Who's there?"

K didn't wear his mask this time, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Welcome back."

A chill ran down Maja's spine. How did she go from Greenfield Gardens to waking up next to this man?

"Ian personally handed you over to me, Maja. Your mind's been filled with nothing but young love, but he's after something greater."

"What do you mean?"

K chuckled softly, rising to pull back the curtains.

The sunlight outside was brilliant, shining over one of North America's most prosperous areas.

"You're set to be the future leader of BK, a shadowy organization that could bring danger to Greenfield, even to the nation. Why else wouldn't he find a well-matched woman and settle down?"

Maja fell silent, her trust in Ian unwavering.

She remembered his words, to live well, that he would fight to see her again. Her fists clenched under the covers, and when she looked up, her eyes betrayed shock and bitterness.

"I don't believe it."

"Before handing you to me, he spoke with Bernard. You know who Bernard is, right?"

"Maja, I'll trust you for now. You haven't let the Holy Daughter down, even if you're no match for her. You are her heir, after all."

Maja's lashes fluttered down, suppressing her turmoil.

"Why me? I'm a child of misfortune."

He chuckled after a pause. "How do you know you're ordinary? Being chosen proves you're not."

Maja detected the brush-off in his voice.

She said no more, leaning back in quiet resolve.

Thinking of Ian twisted her heart with pain.

"Are you rested? It's time to head to the training grounds."

His tone was indifferent, no trace of pity for her blindness.

Maja had made up her mind and nodded without hesitation.

She would overcome every hardship and wait for Ian to find her.

He was her chosen man, and no matter what perils lay between them, his promise meant he would come for her.