Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1619

"Okay."

Since Philip had said there was no need to understand, he decided not to dwell on it. His gaze finally landed on Isaac, who was now lying on the ground, slowly reaching out a hand.

Though she hadn't looked at Phil, she seemed to know exactly where he was standing. In her palm was a small insect, still very much alive.

The last time Phil had caught an insect and brought it to Philip, who had crushed it under his foot. Since then, Phil had been on the lookout for a new one, to no avail.

Now Isaac had produced one, which suggested that she had been the one to prepare the last insect too, unbeknownst to Phil.

Seeing the blood-stained insect, a spark of excitement flickered across Phil's face. He reached out to take it, but was stopped by Philip.

"Don't touch it; it's dirty."

It was smeared with blood. Phil obediently refrained from touching it, though his eyes remained fixed on the insect, "Okay."

Isaac held it out for a while, but when Phil didn't come to take it, she slowly let go, finally allowing herself a glance in his direction.

The last thing her eyes rested on was his innocent, uncomprehending gaze. Yes, he had always been like this, oblivious to everything, just as he was in the beginning.

The insect, still alive, struggled for a moment on the ground before crawling away. Phil didn't look at Isaac again. Instead, he turned to the monitor behind him.

The screen was still displaying a scene of massacre. He wanted to ask Philip whose demise they were witnessing, but sensing Philip's foul mood, he held his breath, silently dragging a chair over to sit down.

Three minutes passed before Philip spoke up.

"She's dead. Does that bother you?"

"Who?"

Phil's question silenced Philip, who suddenly realized how redundant his own query had been.

Why had he asked that? Living like Phil, unburdened and carefree, was the happiest existence. He wasn't weighed down by others' words, nor did he feel the need to prove anything.

Ian arrived just in time, with Sarah in tow.

"This one, besides Test Subject 8, is the most formidable. She doesn't have a name yet and is the only female who's been successfully modified. Her genes are exceptional; any children she has will be geniuses among geniuses. The researchers have been trying to find her a mate, but she only kills. She shows no interest in the men they put in her cell. It seems she's quite content with this one; the urge to protect must be a strange emotion for her."

Sarah's pupils constricted slightly when she saw Dylan's face. A frown creased her brow. He looked familiar, but she couldn't place where she had seen him before.

Walter was about to rescue Dylan when the girl pounced, grappling with him. He was formidable, but after a dozen moves, he was already at a disadvantage.

At that moment, Ian stepped forward and flipped the switch for the chains. Dylan was released. The girl, as if triggered, kicked Walter away and rushed at Ian.

Ian dodged her assault, but her attacks were fierce. He pushed Dylan forward to use him as a shield. The girl halted her attack, glaring furiously at Ian.

Dylan woke then, weak and groggy. His gaze met the girl's, and a flicker of joy appeared in her eyes, "Ah?"

She wasn't fluent in speech yet, but she quickly snuggled up to him, took his hand, and kissed it gently.