Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1558

"Philip, don't be mad, okay?"

Phil had no clue what he'd done wrong this time. He had always aimed to please the professor, and when she was happy, so was Philip. Had he messed up again?

He was at a loss. Panic began to set in, the icy grip of the machinery he feared he'd be thrown back into seemed all too close.

"Philip."

The voice was grating to him, and in an instant, Philip grabbed Phil's hand tightly, his tone tinged with rare sulk. He never snapped at this person, but this time, he couldn't hold back.

"You slept with her? What were you thinking?"

"I wanted you to be happy."

"Do you think that makes me happy?"

Confusion clouded Phil's eyes as he echoed the question, not understanding why Philip wouldn't be happy.

Philip suddenly felt embarrassed, as if his gentle facade was being ripped away. He'd lived in Greenfield for so long, witnessed so much deceit and change of heart, yet now he couldn't deal with one sincere soul.

Releasing Phil's hand after a long pause, Philip still didn't know what to say. He turned to retreat to his room, with Phil trailing behind him cautiously, not wanting to stir his anger further.

Once in the room, Philip stood by a cabinet filled with leaves Phil had collected, each meticulously cleaned.

These specimens would last for years. After a minute with closed eyes, Philip spoke, "Don't sleep with her again."

"But..."

"No buts."

Phil finally didn’t argue further. He fished a piece of biscuit from his pocket and began to crumble it, nibbling on the pieces.

Philip watched him, feeling a mixture of frustration and pity. After such a significant incident, Phil seemed unaffected, not realizing what being with a woman twice his age entailed.

A sigh escaped Philip as he felt the turmoil within him settle.

The layout was similar, and the staff wore the same uniforms. He overheard the person in front leading the briefing.

"Move it, these folks are for the Doctor."

"The Doctor’s coming out of seclusion? But what about that last big project of hers?"

"That madwoman's got some new plan?"

"Shut it, the Doctor is not someone you lot can gossip about."

The Doctor? Who was that? While Ian pondered this, the man took a call.

Before answering, the man glanced at Ian, "What are you still doing here? Get the hell back to your section."

Ian pretended not to hear, and the man quickly answered the call, "Doctor, you're coming personally? Yes, of course. I'll open the gate for you."

The man no longer had time to deal with Ian and hurried to a massive door. As the door slowly opened, an elegant woman stepped out. This was Sarah, Doctor of the research base.