Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

lan had returned to the core research lab, the very vial he'd taken now back in its rightful place.

Upon seeing 00 there, lan knew Summer's days were numbered. And, sure enough, news about Summer came half an hour later; some said his room was ablaze, and he hadn't made it out alive.

lan immediately sought out Sarah, asking her if she was satisfied with this outcome.

“Before the flames consumed him, someone took his sight; he probably had to wait, helplessly, as the fire encircled him. Doctor, let's discuss our escape plan."

He'd been inside for too long, and Maja was waiting outside; she must be utter worried. It was time to destroy the research base and clear his name in Windhelm.

Sarah, eyes scanning a collection of reagents, was about to speak when the ground gave a sudden shudder. "Did you feel the group moved just now?"

lan hadn't noticed a thing. Frowned, Sarah’s tone grew somber, "This base has been here for years. | used to dream of an earthquake that would bring it all down."

But if an earthquake really were to hit, most here wouldn't survive. That tremor had unsettled her; she had always been sensitive to such shifts.

"Doctor, are you worried about an earthquake?"

“Mm-hmm, but this base has stood firm for over a century without one. lan, you mentioned you have as many people as we could imagine on the outside, right? The moment we leave, they need to be ready to cover us. Otherwise, escaping alive will be nearly impossible - we'd be sitting ducks."

Besides, if Sarah herself disappeared, the base would spare no resource to capture them.

Only today had Sarah fully awakened to the reality of her situation. Before, she'd merely felt a need to leave, hence her various preparations. But she hadn't understood why. Now she knew - she had to find her daughter.

Yet, her identity remained elusive, the most crucial piece of her past stubbornly out of reach. Aside from the “Holy Daughter” in the organization, she couldn't recall the so-called Sanders family, not even her two sons.

"I've got this back-up thing covered. What's crucial now is figuring out how to get out." Sarah opened a nearby cabinet revealing a hidden compartment filled to the brim with prepared explosives.

lan's eyes widened with surprise. How much had she stockpiled? These materials must have been meticulously gathered from countless experiments, little by little.

Still, explosives alone wouldn't guarantee their escape.

“Besides this, your people need to create chaos in every sector. The twenty chairpersons within the base have badges that form a unique code - a master password that opens every lock."

Twenty chairpersons?

All fiercely loyal to the base. Obtaining their badges seemed an impossible feat. No wonder no one had ever successfully escaped.

Sarah pulled up images of the members. When Philip's face appeared, her expression darkened.

"I've never liked his face. | vetoed his chairman proposal once, but he still made it."

So, Philip was the youngest chairman, and it had passed the executives’ resolution. His badge now was already pinned to his chest.

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As she stared at his face, fragmented images flashed through her mind, her expression growing ever grimmer.

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"What if we kill him?"

lan's question hung in the air as Sarah looked up to meet his gaze.