Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 2260

Marlon slid a glass of whiskey over to Tyler, giving him a knowing look. "Look, even though you two are hitched, she's still one of the Kellers. Plus, she's been warming up lately, willing to spend time with her Grammy. What's got you so worked up? You think someone's messing with her?"

Tyler downed his drink, leaning back with an air of relaxation. "What about Maggie? What's your plan there?"

"Well, I thought about shipping her overseas, but she gave us the slip. Haven't been able to track her down since."

Tyler raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Your crew that hopeless?"

Marlon had to admit, this was one screw-up he couldn't argue with.

The booze and absence of Athena left Tyler feeling a bit listless, while Marlon's thoughts drifted back to what Murphy had mentioned earlier.

With Athena waiting at home, Marlon found himself restless. He realized that hitting the bar was just his way of dodging reality, avoiding being alone with her, afraid she'd pull some intimate stunt again.

It was a game he started, yet he felt oddly guilty about it, an unsettling guilt he couldn't quite shake.

He tossed back another drink, glancing at Tyler. Honestly, Tyler's looks were top-notch. Plenty of ex-girlfriends to his name. Did Athena ever give him those lingering looks? Did she ever wrap her legs around his waist?

Just the thought of it made Marlon tense.

Slamming his glass down, he grabbed his jacket, ready to head out.

Murphy followed suit, and as they stepped outside, Marlon lit a cigarette.

Murphy, not one for smoking, took a step back. "I'll be leaving Greenfield in a month. If you want me to lift the hypnosis, just give me a buzz."

Marlon chuckled, amused. Trust someone who's acted in soap operas to come up with such melodramatic scenarios.

"No other woman."

"How do I know you're not lying? Maybe you're getting your fill elsewhere and don't want to come home for dinner."

The implication hung heavy between them, making Marlon's breath hitch.

Athena, oblivious to the weight of her words, took his hand, her eyes still wide and innocent.

Marlon wanted to deny it, but the words wouldn't come. There was this unspoken tension, a thin veil that felt like it would tear with the slightest touch.