Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The minute she left, Antonio rose from his seat, visually assessing Cornelia. She was draped in another man’s suit jacket, the fabric revealing its pricey origin.

“Cornelia, you’ve only been gone for a bit more than ten minutes. Did you go hunting or something?”

Cornelia shrugged off the jacket, pitching it into a nearby trash can. “Do you think I’m you?”

Antonio pulled her into his embrace. “Shall we continue?”

“Let’s not, Antonio. Twice is enough. I’m tired.”

She began to change her clothes, making no effort to avoid his gaze.

This made Antonio irate. “Just twice and you’re already bored? Cornelia, there are plenty of women out there who crazily want to sleep with me!”

Cornelia had already put on her coat and slung her purse over her shoulder.

“That’s not my problem. I have a performance class later, and I’m starting a new film project next week. We should avoid seeing each other for now.”

“What? Cornelia, I am the one who usually walks away after a hook-up.”

Cornelia was already at the door. “Consider me a jerk then.”

With that, she walked out the door, heading for the underground garage.

making her way through the

by Omar, who wanted her to catch a cab by

stepped a few feet away from the lobby, she saw Omar smoking a

minutes, the ground around him was

it cool, but the spot where Omar stood was exactly where she

to hear him say, “Maja, if you can get

spent cigarette to the

do for you? Do you want me to kill someone? As long as I can get Cornelia

choked up at the mention

How happy would Cornelia have been if she

various activities after returning home, and her

a romantic man who shared her passion for music at a concert, instead of giving up everything for

but now she loved power and money. How wonderful.

one could give up, the greater things they

Cornelia’s boss. I can’t

“You can!”

turned obsessive. He grabbed

trusts you. If you tell her to, she will do

“Let go of me.”

could finish her sentence, Omar’s face took on

flew towards the