Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 153

He coldly and ruthlessly comforted himself like this, quickly averting his gaze.

After entering the hospital, Maja finally couldn't hold on anymore, leaning against the wall to catch her breath.

The drugs in her body were still kicking in, and her cheek stung from a slap.

Between pain and heat, she felt dizzy.

Luckily, a nurse passed by and helped her into a ward.

Reflecting on the night's events, Maja felt like throwing up.

And she did throw up, accepting the doctor's arrangements for an infusion with a pale face.

At this time, Neil still had to send a text, reminding her not to forget to bring Ian back.

"Maja, since you married Ian, you gotta let him come to the Pennyfeathers at least once."

Maja guessed right away that the Pennyfeathers needed Ian to hold the fort to dispel the rumors.

After all, the Pennyfeathers had passed the second financing round, and their network would only grow.

Many people, out of respect for the marriage between the Pennyfeathers and the Raymonds, would give the Pennyfeathers shortcuts; in reality, they were giving respect to Ian and the Raymonds.

But in this circle, no one is doing charity; there must be a return.

If the relationship between the Pennyfeathers and the Raymonds is not good, then the return offered by the Pennyfeathers would be meager, not worth a second glance, so the Pennyfeathers must prove that Ian cares about this marriage.

Thus, those who respected them would continue to do so.

Sitting alone in the hospital, Maja felt a chill in her heart.

But Neil sent not just one message but another.

"I shouldn't argue with you so much, but you have to believe it's all for your own good."

A slap followed by candy was his usual trick.

Maja forced a smile.

But after her mother's death, her father took responsibility for everything, and she had seen how hard her father worked to make money when she was a child.

She couldn't just leave Neil alone, especially since Neil only had a year left.

Thinking about this, Maja felt upset.

His finger just touched the screen when he suddenly realized what he was doing.

He froze, then threw the phone away, frowning.

He didn't enjoy this feeling and considered it a bad start.

As soon as the name appeared on the screen of the abandoned phone and it began to ring, all the intense emotions in his heart dissipated.

"Carlene."

He pressed the answer key and called out.

A gentle woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Did I disturb you?"

"No."

Ian was always short of words; after saying this, he fell silent.

But Carlene was good at making conversation; she talked about recent events, then, full of laughter, she said what she wanted to say most tonight.

"I'm coming back soon, Ian."