Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 911

The cane flew about three meters out.

Maja's fingers slightly curled as she looked up at him. Fitch pulled out a cigarette, unreservedly meeting her gaze. Maja didn’t feel wronged, instead, she slowly stood up. “Mr. Haskins, what's all this about?”

Was it because of Ian, or did her previous actions infuriate Mia?

Fitch looked her up and down. Maja seemed unharmed, except perhaps for a foot injury, and she looked in good spirits. Ian’s case was different. He was in a life-and-death situation, having been in and out of the emergency room several times. “Ian got seriously hurt for you, and you just stand outside his room without going in to see him.”

Maja got it. It was all about Ian. “Someone's looking after him.”

Darlene was crying her heart out, and she was carrying Ian’s child.

Fitch found this amusing but his face darkened in a flash, pushing her against the wall. “Maja, if it wasn't for Ian's feelings for you, I could kill you right here.”

Maja’s neck was being strangled, making it hard for her to breathe. She glared at Fitch.

Fitch and Ian looked nothing alike. Ian was elegant while Fitch was grim and ruthless. Little was known about him in Greenfield, apart from his close ties with Ian and a few others. He spent most of his time dealing with cold weapons. He was like a weapon himself, devoid of any warmth.

Maja was choking, but her eyes remained defiant and calm. Fitch released her, bending over to light a cigarette, not giving a damn that he was in a hospital. A passing nurse wanted to reprimand him but seeing the ruthlessness on him, she chickened out and hurried away.

“So, you don't like him, do you, Maja?”

“He doesn't like me that much.” Maja said this while rubbing her neck to alleviate the pain.