Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The ground sloped upward, a small incline that seemed insurmountable. Perhaps the person who had hit Zoey was still lurking

somewhere up there.

Descending meant navigating through the uneven, pockmarked grass.

Rain had turned the path into a slippery mess.

But Zoey couldn't afford to care—she had to survive. The will to live burned fiercely within her.

Her life had been hard-won; she couldn't let it end so easily.

She dragged herself forward, feeling as if her bones were on the verge of coming apart.

She didn't know how long she crawled. The trail she left behind was tinged with blood, but the rain washed it away.

Tbecan unbearable weight, and eventually, she lost all sense of it, focusing only on crawling a little further, just a little

further.

Cars passed by ahead. She must be nearing the roadside, but she couldn't muster a shout.

All she wanted was for someone to save her.

Anyone would do; she just wanted to live.

In a sleek black car, Carol sat in the back, leaning against the window. Felix sat beside her, while a chauffeur drove them.

Tonight, Felix had decided to play the magnanimous role, offering Carol a chance to get sair.

But it was just a drive, a whirl around the block, and after half an hour, they would return. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Carol's gaze caught the silhouette lying on the ground in the distance, and her brow furrowed.

"Stop the car."

The chauffeur didn't dare to stop, instead shooting a glance at Felix through the rearview mirror.

held sway. The fate of the Miller family

displeased, the Millers would be cast out into the

a document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm

man he once was seemed to

been this heartless, and his previous persona was

the chauffeur wouldn't listen to her,

"Stop the car."

the document down,

do you want

"Save that person. Ever heard of it? Saving a life is more meritorious than

not getting her veiled

a calm

car cto

amusing how the chauffeur, who once followed the Miller family's

breath and reached for the door handle,

need to get

slowly closing, an unmistakable sign

a month since the incident, but seeing his

her awake. She realized how blind she

shown his true colors long ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's pride, and hadn't

him slowly taking

prison, the remaining Millers lived at the mercy

a woman lying over there.

that how you

fingers on the document, his relaxed

to keep calm. She was raised in

pitiable in front

then again, she supposed the most pitiable she'd ever been was already witnessed

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

as hard to say,

saw the change in his

so-called dear cousin from afar—Listina

brain, and through the