Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 269

Cristina never thought the day would come when Glenn couldn't have kids. What lady would want to marry him then?

It was Maja's fault!

Thanks to Maja, her daughter was always sick, and her son was now infertile. She had to get back at Maja!

"Glenn..."

Cristina wanted to comfort him, but this was a big blow for a man.

Glenn clenched his fists, his face as pale as a ghost, as if the initial pain was still haunting him.

Thinking back, he broke out in a cold sweat.

His lips were sealed, his mind filled with images of Maja, thinking of countless ways to get back at her!

Seeing Glenn's face, Cristina felt scared. He looked like a beast ready to attack, with Maja as his target.

"I'll make her pay! I'll make that bitch suffer!"

Cristina didn't dare to rebut, crying as she hugged Glenn.

"Okay, Glenn, whatever you want to do, I'll back you up. God, I'm so pathetic."

Cristina then called Carter and quietly told him about Glenn's situation. Carter was surprised but comforted her, "Let Glenn handle Maja. The most important thing now is to stop Neil from waking up. We can't delay any longer."

Cristina didn't know what to do; hearing Carter's words brought her back to her senses.

The most important thing now was to take over the Pennyfeather family's company.

She hurried back to the hospital room and held Glenn's hand.

"Glenn, once we get the Pennyfeather family's company, I'll let you handle Maja; whatever you want to do is fine. This is all my fault; I didn't think it through."

She thought it would be fine if she just guarded the door and didn't disturb Glenn. Once things were successful, they could announce it to the world, and the Raymond family would have to call off the wedding.

But who knew? Maja came prepared with pepper spray and attacked Glenn.

Cristina hated her; if Maja were there, she would definitely attack her!

But Glenn remained silent; he didn't care about the company anymore; he just wanted Maja to make Maja pay, to make her cry and beg for mercy!

The seed of hatred had been planted, spreading rapidly. He stared at his private area, angry enough to spit blood.