Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol shuddered in pain, her mind racing with the fear of being discovered in such a debasing position.

She wanted to fight back, but her strength had evaporated as if cast into the abyss.

Weakened, Felix twisted her head, forcing her face down to meet his kiss.

With resolve, Carol bit down hard, their mouths filling with the metallic taste of blood.

Yet even as she continued to bite, he seemed impervious to the pain, relentlessly entangling with her lips and tongue.

Madman.

When he finally released her mouth, she met his gaze—gloomy, murky, bloodshot.

Startled, she tried to pull away, only to wince from the pain he caused within her.

His hoarse voice reached her ears, “Just play nice and go through with the wedding, will you?”

For a moment, Carol was under the illusion that she had never truly known this man.

When they were dating, he always sweetly called her "Carol."

After revealing his true self, his tone becmocking, addressing her as "Ms. Miller."

Now, he always called her in a cold and detached way.

Did she love Felix?

Initially, she was charmed by his facade, maybe what she loved was the gentle and kind Felix he pretended to be, not the maniac

pressing down on her now.

Tears streamed down Carol's face as she began to reminisce about their first encounter.

Even though it was all a calculated deception, when Carol looked back on it, it still felt precious.

Trewound to that year at BlueSky Bar.

Carol was a social butterfly, pampered from childhood, rarely facing hardship.

Her mother had passed away early, and Abner played the roles of dad and mom, indulging her every whim. Carol never lacked for

money, with several bank accounts boasting over a million dollars each, plus a black card from her father.

was headed to BlueSky Bar for a meet-up, chatting on the phone with her father as she made her

she approached the VIP lounge, she

you'd

we're legit waiters here. He's probably moonlighting as

is, does he sell himself to men or women? With those looks, bet

to him last time?"

voices dripping with sarcasm and malice,

time."

Miller family, Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy among the staff, especially in a place like

and elite. A careless move here could

had warned her, have fun, but don't fall

do you

pinched her nose

having money? The number of those who are spiritually rich

align with your

aside from life and death, there was

she never placed much importance on

hearing the waiters' banter, she intended to ignore it

them swung open, and a tall

also dressed as a waiter, but his appearance was

eyes lit up, and

course, not happy. As he tried to retaliate, he

manager's coming soon, and lately, srich lady's been sweet on Felix, always sticking up

brows knitted together. So, this was the Felix they were

He was indeed breathtaking.

seen many handsmen in the elite world, but even so, she couldn't tear her gaze away

his face

dwell on it. Pushing open the door

gathering tonight wasn't with her usual crowd; the invitation was more a formality. Bored, she had decided

jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently

the

before and took a seat in a corner,

a waiter brought in drinks, and as fate would have

as the others, he somehow wore it

forty-something woman gleefully accepted the drink from Felix's hand, sneaking a touch on the back

but said nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo

chuckled, her eyes lingering on his

bow tie that seemed to invite one's fingers to tug and