Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 1615

In three days, except for the badge Philip was wearing, the rest of the numbers had been collected.

Sarah sifted through the codes and realized that the crucial digits were on Philip's badge. Only by getting hold of that badge could they confirm the final three numbers.

Without it, there were too many possible combinations, and the lock only allowed one error. A second mistake would seal their fate, trapping them even more securely.

"Doctor, I'll take care of the badge on him," Ian said casually, his eyes calm as he surveyed the jumble of numbers.

"I'll get it."

Sarah nodded, fiddling with her stash of pharmaceuticals.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you guys to gather the numbers so quickly. I’ve been at it for years and only managed to collect five. I feel like this might be my chance to get out, to escape with Number 8."

Her tone was wistful, the situation still feeling surreal. She could only admit that the people Ian had brought were competent. If it were her, it’d take who knew how long.

Little did they know, Philip had sensed a shift in the atmosphere of the central hall. Especially since Summer's incident, he felt an unease growing within him.

Now with access to all the medication in the base and areas he’d never been to before, he leaned back, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, a heavy thoughtfulness in his eyes.

At that moment, Phil entered the room, his face lighting up at the sight of Philip.

"Check this out, Philip," Phil brandished a new leaf he'd found from somewhere, eager to turn it into a specimen.

Philip, already uninterested in leaf collecting and irritated, brushed Phil's hands away. Phil's smile drooped, realizing he'd annoyed Philip again. His eyes lingered on the badge on Philip's chest, and he couldn't resist touching it.

Philip grabbed his hand immediately, his face a picture of wariness.