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.

of the Miller family rested in the hands of

were displeased, the Millers would be cast out into

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

man he once was

heartless, and his previous persona was

the chauffeur wouldn't listen to her, Carol turned

"Stop the car."

document down, not looking at

do you

"Save that person. Ever heard of it? Saving a

getting

the driver with a calm

car cto a

how the chauffeur, who once followed the Miller

deep breath and reached for the door handle,

need to get

leaned back, eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that

month since the incident,

had shaken her awake. She realized

ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful

him slowly taking over the Miller

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

a woman lying over there. I want to help

that how you ask

his fingers on the document, his relaxed and

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

in front of

most pitiable she'd ever been was already witnessed

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

as hard to say, her

saw the change in his expression and

his so-called dear

through the Miller family's connections, Carol had managed to