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.

fate of the Miller family rested

Millers would be

perusing a document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm and collected. He had an air of sophistication that

once was seemed to

this heartless, and his previous

wouldn't listen to

"Stop the car."

document down,

do you want to

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

not getting her

signaled the driver with a calm voice, "Stop the

car cto a

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

for the door handle, but the door was

need to get

eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that there was no

fingertips trembled. It had been over a month since the incident, but seeing his face still made her feel

shock of her father's imprisonment had shaken her awake. She realized how blind she had

shown his true colors long ago, but she'd mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's pride, and

slowly taking over

the remaining Millers lived at the mercy of Felix just to maintain a

a woman lying over there.

how you ask for

the document, his relaxed and breezy tone

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

pitiable in front

she supposed the most pitiable she'd

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

as hard to say, her body

rang at that moment. Carol saw the change in his

so-called dear cousin from

had had a tumor in her brain, and through the Miller family's connections, Carol had