Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 836

"Ian, you should quit while you're ahead, mate. You're going to get wasted if you keep drinking."

Tyler tried to coax him, and he turned to look at Fitch and the silent Phelps.

"You two should chime in too, don't leave me hanging here."

Fitch was busy picking a song, his tone indifferent. "I've never had my heart broken, so I don't get what he's feeling. Let him have a few more, he'll be fine once he's hammered."

Out of the four of them, none had fallen in love.

As for Phelps, he didn't have time for it.

Tyler was the kind of guy who went after pretty girls with a good vibe, it didn't matter if she's into it or not, it’s just mutual use and abuse.

And Ian, who seemed the most aloof, could actually give his whole heart to a relationship.

So Tyler didn't bother anymore and watched Ian knock back two shots of vodka.

After they finished drinking, he took on the duty of getting Ian home.

"I want to go to Rosewood Manor."

Ian said, leaning back in his chair and staring blankly into space.

"That's where I lived with her."

Tyler knew where Rosewood Manor was, so he drove there without hesitation.

By the time they got there, it was 1 a.m.

He rang the bell at the gate and sent a text to Maja.

[Maja, Ian's hammered, and he really wants to see you. He's at the gate of Rosewood Manor. I'm leaving him here, you deal with it.]

After sending the text, Tyler really did leave Ian at the gate and drove off.

Ian was leaning against the wall, and Maria, who got the text, came out quickly.

Ian was totally smashed, but he still remembered how to get into the house.

The bodyguards didn't dare neglect him and helped him into the house.

Maria went upstairs to knock on Maja's door.

Maja had just fallen asleep, her voice a bit lazy. "What is it?"

"Ms. Pennyfeather, Mr. Raymond is here. He's drunk."

Maja thought she heard wrong. She checked her phone, saw Tyler's message, furrowed her brows, and told Maria. "Kick him out."

Maria was in a tough spot.

Downstairs, Ian was lying on the couch, his eyes red from alcohol, and feeling sick to his stomach.

Maja came downstairs in her pajamas, saw him, and signaled the bodyguards.

"Take him to Greenfield Gardens. Someone will take care of him there."

The bodyguards immediately went to help Ian, but he was suddenly alert and said, "Back off."

"Is this from when Grandpa Holden beat you? When did this happen?"

His wounds weren't treated properly and were now starting to swell.

No wonder he said his back hurt.

Maria, who brought the fever medicine, saw this and gasped, "Mr. Raymond, what happened to you?"

Maja's face turned serious. If his wounds got infected, it would be trouble.

She took the fever medicine and tried to pop it into Ian's mouth, but he turned his head away, pressing his forehead against her stomach.

Even with all her strength, Maja couldn't push him away, and she felt a bit defeated.

"You need to take the medicine first."

Ian could only see a blurry figure in front of him, but he couldn't make out who it was. He just felt a familiar presence that made him feel safe.

"Maja?"

"I'm here."

Maja put the medicine in his mouth again, but he spat it out.

"Just let me die of fever."

After saying that, he collapsed on the couch, his forehead covered in sweat.