Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2216

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Summary for Chapter 2216: Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja)

Summary of Chapter 2216 – A turning point in Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) by Beverly Quinn

Chapter 2216 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja), written by Beverly Quinn. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

Athena had never intended to stir up trouble for herself, at least not so soon. But the moment she heard those words, her pupils contracted sharply in disbelief.

Maggie’s smile twisted into something manic. “Didn’t they say his ashes were taken overseas all those years ago? Funny thing—turns out that man never really loved Kerwin. After all, Kerwin was living proof his wife had betrayed him. So, for a bit of cash, he sold me the ashes. Didn’t even hesitate.”

Athena’s face drained of all color. Her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

She flung Maggie’s hand away and, without thinking, slapped her across the face.

Maggie hadn’t expected that. For a split second, she just stood there, stunned, as if she couldn’t believe Athena would dare lay a hand on her. Had she forgotten how, back in high school, she’d been the one on her knees, begging for mercy?

“You hit me?” Maggie sputtered.

Athena didn’t answer. Instead, she lashed out again, fists and feet flying, as if possessed by something wild and furious.

The commotion drew the attention of the people inside the chapel. Even Grandma Edith came over, her steps hurried and her expression confused.

“What’s going on here?” she demanded.

Maggie instantly shifted gears, her face crumpling into a picture of wounded innocence. “Grandma, there’s just been a little misunderstanding with an old classmate. I think she’s not feeling well—she started hitting me, and now my cheek is burning…”

Five red fingerprints blazed across Maggie’s cheek, but Athena stood there, perfectly composed, her clothes unruffled. It was clear who looked like the aggressor.

Athena glanced at Grandma Edith, noticing the stern set of her jaw. The warm kindness from earlier had vanished completely.

Maggie’s eyes sparkled with smug triumph. Athena met her gaze for a long moment, then turned and walked away.

But Maggie’s words kept echoing in her mind. Her hands shook on the steering wheel; something feral and heavy pressed against her chest, threatening to burst out at any second.