Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1283

In an instant, she became frantic, her eyes darting towards the source of the sound.

"Ian, are you alright?"

Ian held her back, pressing her gently onto the couch.

"I'm fine, just stay still."

Tears welled in her eyes instantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I thought someone was impersonating you. I smelled something off about you, felt the floor different beneath me. Was I moved somewhere else? Was I just brought back?"

Her mind was a whirlwind.

Ian held her hand, his chest still being stitched up.

"Maja, it was just a nightmare."

Maja was speaking incoherently. To an outsider, it might seem as though she'd lost her mind.

"I didn't."

Her voice trailed off as she heard Phelps cautioning Ian.

"Avoid water near your wound, be careful of a similar accident happening. If that knife had hit your heart, no one could've saved you."

Phelps' words hit her like a punch, freezing her instantly.

She almost killed Ian.

Had he not evaded her attack, he would be dead.

A cold sweat trickled down her back, her voice failed her.

But she still had so many questions. Phelps had told her it would take at least three days for her to regain her voice, yet she was already speaking after a single night. Why?

"Ian, why can I speak?"

She felt like a moth trapped in the darkness, battering itself against invisible walls, unable to find an exit.

Ian held her hand, urging her to calm down.

"You've been unconscious for four days, running a fever. It broke just a couple of days ago. You must be disoriented from the illness. I'm okay."

She had been unconscious for four days? But why hadn't she felt anything?

"And the incense in the house, why is there suddenly incense?"

"I asked Phelps to get it. You mentioned having trouble sleeping, this incense is supposed to help."

But she was sure she had felt a floor different from the one in Greenfield Gardens.

Her head throbbed with a pain so intense it was unbearable.

Ian's wounds were properly dressed now. He pulled her into his arms.

"Did a nightmare scare you?"