Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1282
“Tan, I’m hungry
She fumbled for the staircase beside her, intending to make her way downstairs.
Instead, lan came closer, scooped her up bridal style
“I’ll carry you down to prevent any accidents”
“Alright.”
She nodded, obediently letting him hold her smelling that distinct cool scent of his that always reassured her.
When they reached the living room downstairs, her hand felt around the table
Soon a meal of light dinner was served in front of her
lan picked up the spoon, “Let me feed you”
“Alright
She smiled, opening her mouth to accept the food.
After they finished, lan helped her back upstairs to rest
lan, didn’t you say it was daytime? Can I sit on the couch for a bit?”
She wasnt ready to sleep yet
“Maja, you need to rest. It will help your eyes recover quicker”
“Okay then
She didn’t say anything else, allowing him to guide her to the bedroom. Once she was on the bed, she suddenly wrapped her
arms around his waist
“I can’t sleep alone. Can you stay with me?”

“I’ll be right back I have some work to take care of
“Oh, then go ahead”
Maja let go of his waist, listening to the sound of his footsteps slowly fading
She frowned, inhaling deeply. The room was filled with the same scent, a fragrance everywhere
She slowly squatted down, her fingertips grazed the floor, her body stiffened.
The stuff in Greenfield Gardens was her design, she knew every detail by heart, especially the flooring of Greenfield Gardens
It was a wooden floor she had personally found in Crystalbrook Valley, a rare find that sold out every year
She had made several trips to Crystalbrook Valley for this batch of wood flooring.
Now, the room she was in was very similar to Greenfield Gardens
Especially the comfort of the bed, the details of the doors and dining table were identical to Greenfield Gardens.
These international brands were easy to find, but the wooden floor was hard to come by
This was not Greenfield Gardens, someone had created a house similar to Greenfield Gardens for her
The man she just met was not lan, but someone pretending to be hum
His cool scent was identical to lan’s, but with an artificial, deliberate aroma.
Maja was panicked for a moment, her complexion changed, but she continued to explore the room,
She found the layout of this room was identical to Greenfield Gardens, even the fabric of the curtains was the same.
If she hadn’t noticed the peculiarities of the floor, she would never have discovered the truth.
Her palms were sweaty, but she had no choice but to lie down on the bed, pretending she hadn’t noticed
When she woke up from a nap, there was still no one in her mom,
She hated this feeling of not being able to see anything fumbling her way into the bathroom

Everything in the bathroom was identical to Greenfield Gardens, who was this man who had confined her?
Was it Mr P or someone else?
Her palms were shaking slightly, but she had to stay calm!
After freshening up, she took a deep breath, fumbling her way downstairs
There were noises coming from the kitchen. She heard lan’s voice. He seemed to be asking the chef how to chop vegetables
She fumbled her way to the kitchen door, listening to him asi
“Maja, why don’t you sleep a bit more?”
He was too much like lan, even his pauses were identical
Maja’s heart was racing but she acted calm
‘Are you cooking? Can I come help? You can teach me
“Alright
He took her by the hand slowly led her into the kitchen, washed her hands, and put a knife in her hand
His lips curled into a smile, treating this as a playful interaction between them
Maja asked. “What are we making now?”
“Beef, there’s broth boiling in the pot, you can have them fried or boiled”
As soon as he finished speaking Maja turned around, knife in hand, and plunged it straight into his shoulder
if she could see, this knife would’ve gone straight into his heart.
The housekeeper still standing in the kitchen was startled and screamed
“Mr. Raymond!”
But Maja held onto the knife coldly her eyebrows furrowing

“I know you’re not lan
lan removed the knife from her hand wiped the blood from her palm with a wet wipe, then had the bodyguard take her to sit on
the sofa
When Phelps arrived, he heard Maja asking. “Who are you? This isn’t Greenfield Gardens
Sweat was pouring from lan’s forehead. He took off his robe and leaned back on the couch
Jeff was frantically asking nearby, “Dr. Herrington, does this need stitches?
Phelps nodded skillfully stitching up the wound.
Maja finally realized something was off Her mind was a mess. She first called out.
“Jeff
“Ms Pennyfeather, I’m here!
Maja couldn’t see faces. The voice sounded exactly like Jeff Were these people skilled at imitation, or had she got it wrong?
But she was sure that the floor she felt was different from Greenfield Gardens.
She slowly squatted down, her fingertips felt the floor again
She was taken aback, how could this be?
The floor she felt now was identical to Greenfield Gardens.
So was the man she just hurt really lan?