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.

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

VIP

like Felix, you'd

waiters here. He's probably moonlighting as

or women? With those looks, bet he swings both ways. Didn't that

to him last time?"

and malice, "Maybe he's

time."

fair share

and elite. A careless move here could mean a

her, have fun, but don't fall into

retorted, "Dad, do you look down

her nose

is just about not having money? The number of

just won't align with your

aside from life and death, there was

she never

hearing the waiters' banter, she

suddenly, a door beside them swung open, and a tall man

dressed as a waiter, but his appearance was

first glance, Carol's eyes lit up, and she found herself rooted to

kicked waiter was, of course, not happy. As he tried to retaliate, he was

lately, srich lady's been sweet on

brows knitted together. So, this was

He was indeed breathtaking.

world, but even so, she couldn't tear her

there, rubbing his face innocently, looking

dwell on it. Pushing open

tonight wasn't with her usual crowd; the invitation was

her forties who had recently divorced and secured

arrival, the

heard it all before and took a seat in a corner, not

in drinks, and as fate would have it,

he somehow wore it with an

from Felix's hand, sneaking a

asking, "Would you liketo

chuckled, her eyes

to invite one's fingers to tug and