Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1314
Patrick could tell by the look on his face that he had hit the nail on the head.
It had only been a hunch at first, one Patrick himself hadn’t fully grasped, but there really had been a liquor cabinet where he
thought.
He sifted through his memones, sure he had never set foot in a boxing ring
A frown creased his forehead, his confusion palpable
But lan wasn’t giving him much time to think it over. The dagger was swiftly placed at his throat.
“What’s your name?” lan demanded
He was asking for the name of the second personality
“Patrick”
So his name was actually Patrick
A scornful smile flickered across lans eyes as he applied a bit of pressure, and a thin line of blood appeared on Patrick’s neck.
But Patrick wasn’t scared if lan was after information about the research facility, he’d keep him alive.
lan pocketed the dagger and stood up, sizing up Patrick
Patrick looked up, about to offer one of Eric’s signature, gentle smiles, but he was cut off by lan’s harsh words
“Save your disgusting smile”
Patrick’s face stiffened, his brows knitting together with a surge of anger.
Ian began his interrogation
They experimented on Eric and then you emerged. Are you a personality they induced? What’s your purpose?”
Patrick loathed these questions more than anything

He refused to acknowledge himself as Eric’s second personality. He had always had a name.
But what was it before?
No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t remember
His expression darkened, his hands balling into fists, the anger in his gaze ready to destroy everything This time. lan felt the
stark difference between this man and Eric. What was the purpose of Patrick?
Only with more information about the research facility could he increase his chances of winning
However, faced with this question, Patrick remained silent, his face set in a resolute mask of resistance
“Patrick, right? I’ve done some research on multiple personalities There are mainly four possibilities. The primary personality
knows about the secondary, they don’t know about each other, the secondary is aware of the primary, or they both know. Which
one are you and Eric? lan pressed.
Dressed in a sharp black suit, lan had risen to his feet, his dress shoes tapping lightly, crisply on the floor
Patrick remained silent. He had never considered himself or Eric as primary or secondary personalities. Since the day he woke
up in this body, he had felt a strong repulsion towards Enc, wanting to kill him, thinking he was just putting on an act
lan casually toyed with the dagger in his hand
“My brother knows about you, doesn’t he? He’s even helped Maja a few times. There must have been conflicts between you two
After ten minutes of silence, lans patience wore thin
He sheathed the dagger and gave an order to someone nearby
“Take him to that room Have someone read out Eric’s accomplishments over the years)
Nydia didn’t understand lan’s intent but immediately set out to execute the task.
Patrick was led to a brightly lit room, so intense he could barely make out the surroundings. A woman’s voice kept reading off
Eric’s achievements from his years in Greenfield
The youngest pharmacy prodigy, collaborating with experts and winning international awards since his teens.

The woman’s voice, steady and relentless, recited Encs accolades from childhood onward.
From chess, equestrian, and golf in his younger days to medical awards in his teens
Eric was too accomplished his myhad awards would take days to hist
The woman’s voice continued like a curse echoing in Patrick’s head
It was like striking a match in a powder keg
Patrick paced the room restlessly looking for a place to hide from the voice
But the voice was omnipresent and eventually he shouted toward the binding whiteness
“Stop reading
*Shut up!”
The woman’s voice went on as though it wem a clunt from a distant place
In another room, lan bat with a bottle of red wine at his side. He could hear the woman’s voice too
His fingertips caressed the wine glass, realizing now more than ever just how exceptional Eric had been, how vibrant and full of
life
If there could only be one chosen one in the world, it would undoubtedly be Ene
lun watched the wire quartly his fingers gently circling the rim of the glass
Nydia entered still in her stunning red dress, followed by the bodyguard with whom she shared a complicated relationship