Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Ian sat across from Maja, their table barely four feet wide.

Judith sat beside him, her expression souring the moment she saw Maja.

Things between her and Ian had been going well recently. Her father was supposed to visit Greenfield, but given Judith’s improving health, he had postponed his trip.

Judith’s older brother had been trying to negotiate a marriage between the two families, eager to announce it to their social circle, but Ian was hesitant.

Judith clung tightly to Ian, shooting Maja an unfriendly look.

Unfazed, Maja continued her conversation with Director Drew about the script.

The waiter brought their food, featuring seasonal specialties that were the restaurant’s signature dishes. The most famous was a sea turtle, seaweed soup, and crab. They were reputedly the best in the country.

After chatting with Director Drew for a while, Maja reached for a piece of crab, but her fork collided with Ian’s.

Without looking up, he passed the crab to Judith.

A smile played on Judith’s lips, as she shot Maja a triumphant look.

“Thanks, Ian. I’ve heard this place serves the best crab. I’ve wanted to try it for a while.”

Maja didn’t retaliate. She moved her fork to pick another piece, but Ian had already claimed it for himself.

Maja frowned slightly. The plates were small, and each only contained two pieces of crab.

She had heard about the delicious crab here and couldn’t resist trying, but now the remaining pieces were closer to Director Drew. To reach them, she would have to stand up, which wouldn’t look good in front of the others, who were more interested in conversation than food.

to him, but he chose

deep breath, put down her fork, and started

stepped on her foot, causing her to spill the soup on the table and drop the

turned to Director Drew with

call the waiter to clean

waved her off, “No

not looking at Ian, and left the private

up the soup

noticed a figure in the mirror. Ian was leaning against the restroom

light a cigarette but changed his

wet wipe and walked past him, but he grabbed

moment, her hand slapped

mark from the previous slap had just faded, and

“Are you insane?”

unable to

for him to follow her to the restroom, it didn’t

badly, hadn’t it? Wasn’t he

event and treating her like this in a place where others couldn’t see, what was he trying to do? Did he want to

that she hadn’t held back with

her back and shut the

“Let go of me!”

began to struggle, wishing she

her wrists behind her

know that you shouldn’t eat crab or turtle soup? Your baby’s health is already unstable. Are you trying to