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.

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

the Millers would be cast out

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

he once

always been this heartless, and his previous

to her,

"Stop the car."

document

you want to

heard of it? Saving a life is more meritorious than

getting

driver with a

car cto a

the chauffeur, who once

took a deep breath and reached for

need to get

back, eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign

the incident,

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

mistaken it for playful flirtation, a man's pride, and hadn't

slowly taking

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

a woman lying

you

document, his relaxed

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

in front of

supposed the most pitiable she'd

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

longer as

saw the change in his

dear cousin from

through the Miller family's