Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1375

Maja was sound asleep in his arms, oblivious to their conversation.

The bodyguard at the door approached to report, "Sir, Ms. Pennyfeather's phone has been fixed."

Ian took the phone, twirling it in his palm.

"However, someone had installed a program on Ms. Pennyfeather's phone that wiped all information. The hacker couldn't recover anything. We've removed all that junk, and now it's just a regular smartphone."

Ian grunted in acknowledgment, though he hadn't held out much hope.

He rubbed his temples and motioned for someone to fetch Patric.

Patric had been using the excuse of searching for lost memories to wander around the seventh floor lately.

If he couldn't come up with something soon, Ian wasn't inclined to wait any longer.

When Patric arrived, he raised an eyebrow at the sight of Maja.

Ian was sitting on the couch, his voice casual.

"Remember anything yet?"

Patric instinctively moved to sit on the other side, but Ian's frown stopped him.

"Patric, do you think I brought you overseas for a vacation?"

Patric's gaze lingered on Maja, and after a long pause, he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Ian's hand gently caressed her head, filled with tenderness.

"Is it you asking, or is it my brother Eric?"

Patric frowned; he couldn't tell.

The space was quiet, and after a long standoff, Ian said hoarsely, "She's been hypnotized. She hasn't forgotten me, but she's not herself anymore."

Patric's frown deepened. He had an uncontrollable urge to step forward, but he knew all too well that Ian was incredibly possessive.

He moved a few steps closer, stopping a meter away from Maja.

"Hypnotized?"

Ian nodded, his tone even more subdued, but his eyes betrayed his calm.

"The hypnosis was accompanied by drug administration, a trademark move of those people."

Hearing this, Patric felt Eric stirring within him. Every time he was near Maja, Eric's consciousness became very active.

Ian waited, then saw the man before him slowly crouch down, studying Maja's face intently.

"You're hiding something from Patric, and if you hide it from me too, we might all end up dead. I could die, Maja could die, and those people would win. Is that what you want?"

As Ian finished speaking, the man before him turned deathly pale, then it was Patric waking up again.

He was full of anger, struggling to contain his fury.

"What did you two talk about? Are you keeping something from me?"

Ian fell silent, finding it pointless to argue with someone as obtuse as Patric.

Holding Maja close, his head buried in her neck, he spoke as though to Eric.

"Eric, if you haven't forgotten, you better tell me the truth about those experiments."

Patric's eyes lit up, and he stood up straight, urging, "Yeah, Eric, tell us. What's the truth about the experiments? Come on, talk!"

But there was no response in his mind, as if Eric had completely vanished.

Frustrated, Patric punched the wall next to him, his knuckles smeared with blood.

"Coward!"

He felt annoyed, irritated by Ian holding Maja, and cursed inwardly. Damn it, all these people deserved to die!