Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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Beck had little patience for sentimentality as he pushed the person back.

"Get lost, don't push your luck." Right now, Stella's head was pounding so severely that, when pushed, she just slumped into the couch, closing her eyes as tears began to stream down her face.

Beck initially thought he might have been too forceful, a frown of concern knitting his brows, yet he found himself at a loss for words.

To be fair, Stella had been nothing but trouble for him, and he knew he shouldn't have gotten so close to this so-called 'sister' of his.

He sat beside her, diverting his attention to his laptop to check on the investments he had made, which had all turned a handsprofit.

An hour later, he noticed Stella almost tumbling off the couch.

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From his angle, all he could see was her pale, tear-streaked profile.

Approaching her, he adjusted her position to prevent her from falling.

Stella had a naturally alluring face, the kind that could ensnare hearts even in the most conservative attire, making anyone think she had a side gig as a temptress, especially with those overly tic, foxy eyes. Even in distress, they had a way of softening the hardest of hearts.

Beck finally understood why he hadn't grown to despise her; he was a sucker for beauty.

After he had adjusted her position, he was about to retract his hand when Stella's cheek brushed against his palm, slightly damp with tears.

Even in her sleep, she was crying, but awake, she seemed utterly carefree.

He didn't quite get her.

Tucking her in again, he opted to carry her upstairs to the room she had stayed in before, laying her on the bed. Stella, feeling warm, kicked off the blanket, her clothes slightly askew.

Beck averted his gaze, covering her with the blanket before leaving the room.

Downstairs, he felt a burning sensation, a feeling he recognized as trouble. He wasn't new to relationships, but something about this situation urged him to call his buddies for a night out for drinks.

His friends were quick to respond, and Beck changed into casual wear, ready to head out.

As he was about to drive to the bar, his phone rang with news of the hacker's capture.

Pausing, he asked for the location.

"Mr. Sanders, I'll text you the address." After hanging up, Beck realized the address was one of his other properties, rarely used by him but often by his crew.

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He drove there immediately.

Upon arrival, he tossed his car keys to the valet and entered the lobby.

There, a man was tied up, decent-looking but bound and blindfolded, unaware of who had captured him.

Beck kicked the man's leg lightly and removed the blindfold.

The sudden light made the man wince, but upon recognizing Beck, his pupils dilated with fear.

Beck, taking a seat on a nearby couch, raised an eyebrow.

"So, you know who I am?" The man didn't respond, his anxiety palpable.

Someone handed Beck a cup of coffee, which he swirled absentmindedly.

"Let's cut to the chase. How do you know Anna, and why did you target Maja through her?" Sweat coated the man's palms. He had thought his plan foolproof, underestimating the Sanders family's reach. He hadn't expected to be the one caught, especially since Stella seemed the likely target. given Beck's reputation for Realizing his predicament, new ruthlessness when it cto family, the man was aware he had little room for error. Beck's presence alone was intimidating, a slight chuckle breaking the tension.

"I'll give you a minute to decide whether you're going to spill who's behind this." After a tense moment, the man opted to make a phone call, not to betray Stella but to attempt another strategy. His collaboration with Stella had been lucrative, and he wasn't ready to betray her without exhausting his options first. S

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