NovelAppPregnant and confined to the quietude of her home, Maja dared not inquire about the whereabouts of her husband, lan. Yet, while
she nursed her solitude, he was out gallivanting with other women, even neglecting to return to their shared abode in Greenfield
Gardens.
A surge of fury bolted through Maja from the soles of her feet, clouding her judgment with a haze of blind rage.
She stormed up to them just as lan shoved Queena aside. Maja's hand flew, striking him with a resounding slap.
"Smack!"
There she stood, her chest heaving tumultuously, her eyes catching Queena imploring, "lan, can we just leave together, please?"
The slap almost sent lan, still recovering from a recent illness, into unconsciousness.
Upon recognizing Maja, panic flared in his eyes. "Maja?"
Words swirled in her mind, a tempest of accusations and pain, but faced with the stark reality before her, what could she possibly
say?
She had imagined the missing man was faithful, but here he was, keeping another woman. Seeing was believing, after all.
Taking a deep breath, Maja turned on her heel and walked away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlan staggered after her, "Maja!"
"Maja, it's not what you think!"
But Queena clung to his arm, desperate. "lan, cwith me. | can heal you, really, | can make you better."
Her sanity was frayed, her single-minded goal to win him over.
lan's expression darkened, his face ashen. With a swift motion, he knocked Queena unconscious.
Ignoring the two dozen shopping bags in his hands, he pursued Maja with long strides. As he ran, he even called Beck on the
phone, instructing him to take Queena away.
"Can't you keep an eye on one single woman, Beck? Are you useless?"
Beck, upon hearing this, was reminded of a similar reprimand when Maja had secretly visited Cania.
Disconnecting the call, lan felt a wave of dizziness, especially when the scent of Queena lingered on him, an itch so unbearable it
threatened to drive him mad.
"Maja!"
He called again, biting his tongue to stay conscious, and reached for her hand.
Maja was fuming, her mind buzzing with indignant static. She shook him off, her eyes brimming with tears as she headed for her
car.
How had things gone so terribly wrong?
He tried once more to hold her hand, "It's not what you saw."
His voice was weak, and he fought the urge to scratch at his itchy neck, knowing he'd draw blood if he gave in.
Instead, he pulled Maja into an embrace. "Beck will explain, it's not what you think."
Maja stilled, her voice hoarse. "What do you mean?"
But lan couldn't utter another word, standing there, his chin resting in her hair, his whole body trembling.
"lan?"
Maja sensed something was terribly wrong; his shaking was intense.
She drove them straight back to Greenfield Gardens, where Beck's people arrived promptly, taking Queena to jail. Charged with
three counts of murder, Queena was sentenced to death, never to be seen again.
Beck brought the gifts lan had dropped back to Greenfield Gardens, but by then, lan had fainted, stirring the household into frantic
action.
Sarah couldn't concoct an antidote quickly and had to break the news to Maja and Jack.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Tie him up; that's all we can do. If he can't get Queena's blood, his dependency on her will wane and eventually vanish. It's going
to be a painful process, though. It's up to him to endure it."
Maja's heart ached at the sight of the handprint on lan's cheek.
Beck also felt a twinge of guilt; after all, Queena had escaped on his watch.
"Uh, Maja, he's back now, no harm done. Why don't you check out the gifts, see if there's anything you like?"
Maja had no interest in the so-called gifts; she simply held lan's hand as he lay there, his skin flushing red, a man enduring his
agony in silence.
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