Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The first door was busted open, revealing a room with plain furnishings and nothing out of the ordinary.

He moved to the next room's entrance. "Keep breaking them down," he ordered.

What secret could be hidden in this room that Queena guarded it so tightly?

His men were about to swing their tools again when Queena's voice cut through from outside.

"Abner, what in the world are you up to?"

Queena had hurried over, a posse of villagers in tow.

Abner's status in the village was peculiar, and the arrival of the helicopter had sparked a flurry of gossip.

But since last night, rumors had started to circulate that Abner was a big-shot gangster who had wronged many people and was

now hiding out in the village to escape his enemies.

The gossip had reached a fever pitch, and the fearful ones among them started to stir the pot.

"If he's really a fugitive murderer, shouldn't we call the cops?"

"Now his people have clooking for him, and there's a chopper too. We can't stand against that."

"He's always looked too shady to me, not the good guy type. Better we chase him out of our village."

So, someone decided to alert the authorities that an escaped murderer had been spotted in the village.

The county police were on their way, but it would be at least another twenty minutes before they arrived.

Just then, someone ran up, panting, "That Abner is at the Temple family's place! He's smashing doors down."

Upon hearing this, the villagers were enraged and promptly rallied to the Temple residence, indeed finding Abner in the act of

breaking in.

was dark with anger. "I saved your life,

saw the

want to see what you're hiding in there. Besides, since you've returned, there've been two

feels off."

crowd began to

grew up here, is the sole

a deputy director position, but she turned it down, saying

right here."

the people here, and now you're causing trouble with your goons. What's your

the villagers spoke up for

and when he spoke, it

inside. I need to

his command, the door was promptly smashed

were twisted in anger, and the

missing last night. Could his disappearance

con, tell us, did this

swollen from a night spent searching for his

eyes and said, "No, Abner's a

his mouth than someone whacked

you, and now you're siding

to

he muttered, "I'm not! Abner's been nothing

last night!"

just him playing you. Your dad might already be in

"No, he's not!"

an outsider like that,

with anger, tears streaming

frowned and gestured to

just stood there, crying, too scared