Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 976

When Ian hit a snag, Judith showed up despite being sick. Her devotion was unmistakable.

People started to buzz, but Ian, being helped to his seat, just lowered his lashes, not uttering a word.

At this point, everyone seemed to forget about Maja, as if she was just a passerby in Ian's life.

Judith's words quickly ingratiated her into the group and given her identity, she had no qualms about sitting next to Ian.

Ian did not say anything more, just leaned back slowly, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

He was getting a bit tipsy.

He even took out his phone and, unable to resist, called Maja again.

This time, the call was answered, but by a man's voice.

"Hi, this is Patric. You're calling Maja's phone. What can I do for you?"

Ian's pupils constricted sharply as if he had just fallen into an ice pit. His tipsiness seemed to dissipate a bit, replaced by a chill that ran from his heart to his toes.

"Who are you?"

He asked again almost reflexively, finding the name familiar.

Yes, wasn't this the name Maja had been muttering when she was hospitalized?

The previous owner of Coco.

Her true love.

"I'm Patric, and you must be Mr. Raymond?"

That was how Maja saved his name, but hearing it now, Ian felt a strong sense of embarrassment.

Without him having to say anything more, he had already lost.

His heart seemed to be squeezed by an invisible hand, the suffocation intense.

The voice on the other end sounded again.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up, she's resting."

Ian had just won a great victory today, but now he felt like he had suffered a total defeat.

He took a deep breath, gripping the phone tightly.

"I have something to say to her."

"You can tell me."

"What the hell are you?"

That was more in line with Ian's temper.

The call was cut off from the other end.

He kept calling back over and over again, until Maja's phone was turned off.

Seeing Ian's mood darken, Judith quickly brought him a glass of juice.

She asked at the front desk and learned that someone had paid for a month's rent for her.

What was he trying to do?

Why did he make her pass out for no reason?

Maja quickly ate something and turned on her phone. Only then did she notice that it was five days later, and Ian's bet had ended.

She took a deep breath and quickly dialed Ian’s number.

Even though she was facing many mysteries, like Patric's true identity and the chip, she was more worried about Ian.

If he couldn't come out again, then she would have to return to Greenfield right away.

Seeing Patric one more time, the past was truly behind her.

Only by saying goodbye to this memory could she have the courage to face the future. Otherwise, it would be unfair to Ian.

She needed to tell him what she really thought.

But Ian had already been helped into a car. He had drunk too much and was now passed out, his phone left in the lounge.

Judith held the phone, the corners of her mouth curving up, and answered the call at that moment.

"Maja."

Maja froze, her brows furrowed. She knew that voice.

"It was me, Ian just got drunk. By the way, you can ask others in the circle, and I was with him tonight. Congrats, you're officially out of the game."