Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Philip, don't be mad, okay?"

Phil had no clue what he'd done wrong this time. He had always aimed to please the professor, and when she was happy, so was

Philip. Had he messed up again?

He was at a loss. Panic began to set in, the icy grip of the machinery he feared he'd be thrown back into seemed all too close.

"Philip."

The voice was grating to him, and in an instant, Philip grabbed Phil's hand tightly, his tone tinged with rare sulk. He never snapped

at this person, but this time, he couldn't hold back.

"You slept with her? What were you thinking?"

"lI wanted you to be happy."

"Do you think that makeshappy?"

Confusion clouded Phil's eyes as he echoed the question, not understanding why Philip wouldn't be happy.

Philip suddenly felt embarrassed, as if his gentle facade was being ripped away. He'd lived in Greenfield for so long, witnessed so

much deceit and change of heart, yet now he couldn't deal with one sincere soul.

Releasing Phil's hand after a long pause, Philip still didn't know what to say. He turned to retreat to his room, with Phil trailing

behind him cautiously, not wanting to stir his anger further.

Once in the room, Philip stood by a cabfilled with leaves Phil had collected, each meticulously cleaned.

minute with

"But..."

"No buts."

argue further. He fished a piece of biscuit from his pocket and began to crumble it, nibbling on

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sigh escaped Philip as he felt the turmoil within

just do what makes

Phil's face; then he said without hesitation, "As long as you're happy, I'm

was left speechless. Phil returned to his crumbled biscuit as

still understood nothing, still taking Philip's

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