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.

no longer held sway. The fate of the

were displeased, the Millers would be cast out

perusing a document, resting on his knee, his demeanor calm and

he once

and his

listen to her, Carol turned to

"Stop the car."

the document down, not looking

do you want to

lips curled ironically. "Save that person. Ever heard of it? Saving a life is more

not getting

driver with a calm voice, "Stop

cto a

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

and reached for the door handle, but the door was

need to get

back, eyes slowly closing, an unmistakable sign that there was no

It had been over a month since the incident, but seeing his face still made

father's imprisonment had shaken her awake.

it for playful flirtation, a man's

him slowly taking

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

woman lying over there. I want to help

that how you

the document, his relaxed and breezy tone making Carol want to

in a gilded cage and had her pride. She couldn't

in front of

the most pitiable she'd ever been

Her eyelashes fluttered downward.

"Please."

longer as

Carol saw the change in his expression

was his so-called dear cousin from afar—Listina

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