Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1295

Maja was already delirious from pain, but she heard the words Ian muttered crystal clear.

What has he understood?

She wanted to grip his sleeve tighter, but he was just holding her close.

Maja felt as if she was submerged in water, her body soaked through.

Ian turned to the two men standing nearby.

“Don’t you have any painkillers? Aren’t they working?”

Phelps scanned Maja’s face before replying, “I do have a painkiller, but it will only relieve her pain for three days. After that, the pain will return twice as hard.”

Patric shot him a surprised glance. It wasn't every day that someone from a research base had painkillers on hand.

“Use it. I can’t bear to see her in pain anymore.”

Ian’s voice was hoarse, his eyes wide as Phelps pulled out a syringe.

With a surge of strength from nowhere, Maja grabbed his wrist.

“Ian, I won't use it. I know what you're planning, but I don't want to go. I want to stay with you.”

These words had drained all her energy, but she didn’t know how pale her face was.

Drained of color and blind, to say she was in a sorry state would be an understatement.

How could Ian bear to see the woman he loved like this?

“Maja, let me give you the painkiller.”

“I don't want it.”

But before she could finish her sentence, she almost passed out.

Phelps paused, turning to Ian again.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Are you planning on sending her away on the third day when the painkiller wears off?”

Ian nodded with difficulty. He had no other choice.

Maja had once told him about Mr. K. Whoever he was, at least he would spare Maja’s life. She had also mentioned something about a leader. Now, she was being punished for disobedience.

Ian’s hand clenched into a fist. He thought becoming the CEO of the Raymond Corporation, partnering with Bernard, and taking over the underground combat pit would enable him to protect the one he thought was the most important to him.

But it seemed he was still too weak.