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.

words no longer held sway. The fate of the Miller family rested in the

the Millers would be cast

on his knee, his demeanor

man he once

this heartless, and his previous persona was all an

chauffeur wouldn't listen to her, Carol turned

"Stop the car."

the document down, not looking at

you want

heard of

not getting her veiled

a calm

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the chauffeur, who once followed the Miller family's

and reached for the door handle, but

to

eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that there was no

month since the incident, but seeing his face

of her father's imprisonment had shaken her awake.

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

him slowly taking

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

a woman lying over there. I want to

you ask

document, his relaxed and breezy tone making Carol want to

She was raised in a gilded cage and had her pride. She

pitiable in

the most pitiable she'd ever been

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

no longer as hard to say, her body

saw the change

was his so-called dear

the Miller family's connections, Carol had managed