Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The scandal involving the Millers had the small town of Greenfield buzzing with gossip. Word on the street was that Carol's life had

becas restrictive as a prison sentence, needing to get permission from Felix just to step outside the door.

Felix was a piece of work, supporting his childhood sweetheart but still insisting on marrying Carol.

When Tyler bluntly hit a nerve with Carol at the party, a heavy silence fell over the room.

Carol was so furious, she wanted to hurl her glass of wine at Tyler—not just at him, but at Fitch too, that good-for-nothing charmer.

These men were no good, every single one of them.

The tension was palpable only for a moment before Tyler, with his easy charisma, lightened the mood again.

Maja, who had been sipping her drink quietly, let out a sigh as she watched Carol.

The party raged on until the wee hours of the night. When Carol decided to leave, Maja offered to walk her out but was gently

turned down.

"Maja, I know my way home, and shouldn't you be resting? You're expecting, after all. By the tmy wedding day comes, you'll

probably be waddling," Carol joked with a bittersweet smile.

There were just two weeks left until Carol's wedding.

The invitations had been sent out long ago, and most of the local elite had received one.

Despite President Miller's recent incarceration, Felix had managed to keep the Miller Group's stocks from plummeting. With a few

aggressive business moves, he had acquired two rival companies in a matter of months, positioning the Miller Group for an even

larger monopoly.

profile by Carol's side, which only proved

bound to be taken in by

her at the curb. The night was bitterly cold, with a recent

even the dim streetlights seem frozen in

seated

been swamped with work as the Miller Group, now filled with his

of those too faithful to President Miller, earning himself a fair share of curses from a few hundred

an

golden boy of Greenfield, untouchable in the

from grace.

hesitated for a mere second before climbing into the car, keeping her distance from

the documents in his hand, his voice calm, almost gentle. "We'll go try

dress remained

and

affection for her, it kept getting postponed until

leaned back, refusing to engage in conversation. This

interacting.

in front of her house. As soon as the engine was off, the driver, sensing the tension,

vehicle.

didn't you hear me?" Felix's voice cut through

the car door, attempting to leave, but a strong hand pulled

pain.

your

crossed him, the consequences were severe, yet she never seemed

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surprising."

has a

freedom to accompany her. The