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.

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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.

that Carol's words no longer held sway. The fate of

displeased, the Millers would be

document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm and collected. He had

he once was

always been this heartless, and

to

"Stop the car."

placed the document down, not

you

ironically. "Save that person. Ever heard of

getting her veiled

signaled the driver with a calm voice,

cto a

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

for the door handle, but

need to get

back, eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that there

month since the incident, but seeing his face still made her feel

father's imprisonment had shaken her awake.

true colors long ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's pride, and hadn't called him out.

slowly taking over the Miller

father in prison, the remaining Millers lived at the mercy of Felix just to maintain

clenched. "There's a woman lying over

how you ask

fingers on the document, his relaxed

she struggled to keep calm. She was raised in a gilded cage and had her pride. She couldn't afford to

in front

supposed the most pitiable she'd

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

was no longer as

saw the change in his

was his so-called dear

tumor in her brain, and through the