Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2302

The girl had no clue that Marlon's face was looking a bit off, thinking instead that this was just another charming story of lovers.

Marlon's lips were ghostly pale, and when he heard those words, he couldn't help but feel an urge to laugh.

Athena, Athena—he wished he could chew that name up and swallow it whole.

The woman was checking on him again, "Just when I thought you were a goner, your fever miraculously broke. You're recovering fast, but that gunshot wound was a close call. Lucky for you, your heart's not where it's supposed to be, or you'd be beyond saving. Who shot you? Must have been someone with a serious grudge, right?"

Marlon felt drained, his body weak and limp after days of fever that left him in a haze. Even now, awake, his body felt achy and powerless.

The woman applied fresh bandages to his wound. "When I found you floating in the water, I thought you were a corpse. This part of the ocean's swarming with sharks, but they didn't come for you. Strange, huh? I'll get you some oatmeal."

"Thank you," Marlon finally croaked, his voice raspy.

The woman smiled but said nothing.

Marlon realized he wasn't on the island he'd been on before, probably a nearby one. His people were still back there, and he had no idea what Athena was up to. He needed to reach out to his men, order them to capture Athena, and wait for his return to deal with her.

He swore he'd use the world's most excruciating tortures on her!

During his recovery, the thought of tormenting Athena was the only thing driving him forward. No matter the pain, he wouldn't utter a sound. Just thinking about catching Athena once he was healed made his blood boil with anticipation.

But he underestimated Athena. She and Tyler were merging with the Keller family's business. Meanwhile, the government had started to intervene, and Marlon knew the Keller family was done for. So, he swiftly transferred all cash flows overseas. When he returned to Greenfield, he eliminated several key figures who had been lording over the Keller family.

These people had played the humble servants before him, but now with the Keller family's downfall, they were back to being pompous. Marlon was more than happy to send them to hell.

He wasn't sure what he was feeling as he did it—just seeing her alone on that mountain path, looking around anxiously, filled him with a twisted joy.

Athena, oh Athena, maybe the name Marlon would become your nightmare too.

He waited in the car for her, imagining her shock, her pleas for mercy.

But to his surprise, after the initial shock, she quickly regained her composure.

This irked Marlon. He wanted to see more emotions in her eyes, but all he saw was hatred.

Turns out, everything she did was an act. Even the slightest hint of affection was all a performance.