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Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1272

Summary for Chapter 1272: Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me

Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 1272:The Enigma Unveiled. 

At Chapter 1272 of Dear ex wife Marry Me novel, the story progresses as the characters delve into their pasts. Secrets and hidden histories are revealed, shedding light on the motivations and conflicts that shape their current lives. In the content of Chapter 1272 and the following chapters of the novel "Dear ex wife Marry Me", will Estelle and Jonathan resolve the misunderstanding? Read Dear ex wife Marry Me novel Chapter 1272 at NovelFreePDF.com.

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Maja remained motionless, as if she had been petrified. As the man approached, the scent that belonged to Ian grew stronger.

She opened her mouth to speak but closed it again, pushing him away.

This man couldn't be Ian. Someone must be pretending to be him.

However, in the next moment, the man held her tightly.

Maja stiffened. As soon as she collected herself, she began to pummel her fists against his back.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

She could only utter a single sound, her hands wildly beating against his back.

Upon hearing her sound, Ian froze, his eyes wide in disbelief.

The pain was unspeakable, as if his soul was being ripped apart and his body being hacked into pieces, then reassembled.

He gripped Maja's shoulders tightly, his voice hoarse, "What happened to your voice?"

He was so shocked, so heartbroken, that he forgot to disguise his own voice.

Maja stiffened, thinking she was hallucinating.

Ian?

She opened her eyes wide, then lowered her gaze, trying to cover her eyes.

Ian, however, firmly held her hands, his eyes blazing with anger.

"What happened to your eyes? And your voice? Who did this?"

Maja panicked, pushing him away and trying to run.

But she couldn't see. The moment she pushed him away, she fell to the ground.

Ian was shaking from the pain. He lifted her up, pulling her into his arms.

"Don't be scared, I'm here. I'll get you out of here. Don't be scared."

"Ah, ah, ah."

She pointed frantically at her earring, then at the outside.

Ian didn't understand. He removed her earring, seeing her swollen earlobe, he felt a pang in his heart.

He threw the earring out of the window, his eyes burning with rage.

"Don't be scared. I'll get you out of here, Maja."

Maja didn't know what to say and suddenly fell silent.

She didn't know if Mr. K was constantly monitoring her and if he had heard that Ian had come here.

She quickly cleared her mind, her hands moving on the ground, trying to grab Ian's hand.

Tears welled up in Ian's eyes as he grabbed her hands, "We'll never be apart again."

He wanted to hold her.

"Ah!"

Maja clumsily held onto him, her fingers gripping his as she began to tap out a message on the floor.

Ian watched her with red eyes, finally understanding.

After Maja uttered these words, she rested her head on his chest.

In the silent room, their heartbeats were clearly audible.

Ian held her tightly, his voice hoarse, "Don't be scared. I'll be with you."

He vowed that those who hurt her would pay, none would be spared.

Whether it was Edith, Steve, Bruce, or Dylan, he would make them pay.

He lowered his lashes, suddenly cupping her face, and kissed her.

Maja's heart pounded, her head tilted back.

The kiss was passionate, their breaths intertwining. Finally, she was pinned to the floor, making a "thud" sound.

His hand cushioned her head, worried she might get hurt.

There was a knock on the door.

"Clown, what are you doing in there?"

Ian quickly lifted her shirt, biting hard on her chest.

"I'll come find you later."

Maja didn't reply. She just turned her head, nodding slowly.

Even though she was blind, she was still embarrassed to face the source of the voice.

Ian replaced the red patch on her cheek, opening the door and leaving.

The two bodyguards locked the door, discussing their plans to play cards later.

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