Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 547

Maja froze for a second, but he pulled his hand away, seeming a bit dazed from the heat.

Outside, the rain was pouring non-stop. With this kind of weather, the mountains would likely be shrouded in heavy fog. Even if someone came looking for them, it would probably take a while.

Maja threw some dry firewood into the fire, thinking that the nearest village must be pretty far away. After all, if it were close, the villagers wouldn't need to store dry firewood up here for their mountain work.

She put her hand on Ian's forehead. He was burning up. Maja gently shifted her body, rolled up her now dry coat and placed it under his head, letting him lean against the rock wall. She then took off his already dried shirt. The back of it was stained with blood and his back was still bleeding and swollen.

With no medicine around and potential bacteria in the water, all Maja dared to do was to wrap his wound with pieces of his torn shirt.

She went to the edge of the cliff to get some spring water to moisten his lips.

When she sat back down next to him, he seemed aware and leaned his head on her shoulder. Maja watched the dancing flames, pulling her legs in to make him more comfortable.

It reminded her of the day in Crystalbrook Valley, when it was just the two of them. Back then, there was a sandstorm outside, now it was pouring rain. The difference was, he was unconscious now, vulnerable, not the domineering Ian she knew.

Maja added more firewood to the fire. Before she knew it, they had been there for hours. The fog outside had gotten even thicker. In this weather, helicopters wouldn't be able to fly.

After making sure the fire wouldn't go out, she laid him flat and placed a small pillow under his head. But his hand clutched her wrist tightly, as if he was afraid she'd leave.

Maja sat down next to him, too scared to sleep in case some wild animals showed up. Just as she was about to get up to add more firewood, Ian put his head on her lap. All she could do was straighten her leg and press her fingertips against his forehead.

In such an environment, it was easy to reminisce about past moments.

Ian wanted to be part of her life. The most recent time, the neat freak even wanted to visit her house. Like a puppy marking its territory, as if marking it would make everything in it his.

She looked down at his face, gently brushing his eyelashes with her hand. Then she leaned against the rock wall, wondering when their next meeting would be. A subtle sense of reluctance welled up in her heart. That was the weak spot of women. They would develop special feelings for men who entered their lives, easily falling for them, especially when the man was Ian.

Maja rubbed her forehead and sighed.

A thunderclap echoed from outside the cave and the rain intensified. All through the night, Ian kept complaining about the cold, even though he was right in front of the fire.

With no other options, Maja helped him up and held him tightly. He sought warmth in her arms, and Maja helped him lie back down, holding him close.