Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1422

The gravity of the situation was palpable, and Dylan found himself rooted to the spot just inside the doorway.

Minutes later, a heavy downpour began, casting a gloomy veil over the sky.

It's said that weather can sway a person's mood, and as Dylan's gaze wandered into the distance, he indeed spotted a car slowly making its way toward him.

As the vehicle approached, he saw Beck step out from the driver's side.

Then came Ian, followed by Maja.

The sight of Maja instantly raised Dylan's hackles.

"What the hell are you doing here? How dare you?"

Maja stood by Ian, who was gallantly holding an umbrella over her, sheltering her from the rain as if she were made of sugar and might melt.

"Dylan!"

Beck, under his own umbrella, was genuinely worried that Ian might take Maja and just leave.

"Dylan, cut it out!"

Dylan's expression was icy. "Beck, aren't you going to explain yourself? Bringing this kind of woman to the Sanders' residence – you wanna tarnish our name?"

Beck took a deep breath. "Upstairs, to Dad's room. Dylan, no matter how upset you are, you need to hear me out, and Dad needs to hear this too."

Dylan was fuming, his anger not solely directed at Maja but also at Ian.

It was Ian's fault that Judith was in such a state.

Had Judith run off to that no-man's-land looking for him?

Damn it! It was this pair that had ruined Judith!

"Dylan, if you walk away now, I'll cut ties with you forever."

This threat hit Dylan hard, tensing his entire body, forcing him to suppress the rage boiling within him as he trudged upstairs.

Maja was equally irked by Dylan's presence, but thankfully Ian was by her side. She ignored Dylan completely as they ascended.

The group arrived at Augus's bedside, with all the servants conveniently absent.

Ian, catching sight of Augus's white hair, paused, taken aback.

"So it's you, Maja, right? You're the one who's put Judith through hell. You deserve the worst! Dylan, why is she still breathing? Didn't I tell you to deal with her last night? How can she still be standing here?"

Arlene's face was a mask of fury, her hand raised to strike Maja.

Caught off guard, Maja was too stunned to react.

But the impending slap hung in the air, halted by Ian's grasp, his expression stone cold.

"Mrs. Sanders, is this how you welcome your guests?"

"Guests? You're no guests – you're enemies of the Sanders family!" Arlene spat. "Dylan, get these two out of my sight, they're making me sick!"

Dylan shared the sentiment, his icy demeanor making a "please leave" gesture.

"The Sanders family doesn't welcome you. I suggest you leave."

As he spoke, his eyes unintentionally caught Maja's. A sudden memory flashed through his mind – Maja's eyes bore a striking resemblance to the woman in a photograph he'd just seen.

His brow furrowed, and for a moment, the harsh words he wanted to say simply wouldn't come out.