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

she approached the VIP lounge, she overheard swaiters

like Felix, you'd rake in the

waiters here. He's probably moonlighting

women? With those

to him last time?"

filled the air, their voices dripping with sarcasm and malice,

time."

the heiress to the Miller family, Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy among the

the wealthy and elite. A careless move here could mean a ticket into high

fun, but don't fall into smelo over

"Dad, do

pinched her

is just about not having money? The number of those who are spiritually rich and cheerful is

won't align with

life and

never placed much importance

she

suddenly, a door beside them swung open, and a tall man stepped out, kicking the chattering waiter to

as a waiter, but his appearance was

eyes lit up, and she found herself rooted to

he tried to retaliate, he was held back by the

soon, and lately, srich lady's been sweet

this was the Felix they were

He was indeed breathtaking.

but even

stood there, rubbing his

dwell on it. Pushing open the door to

usual crowd; the invitation was more a

forties who had recently divorced and

the room buzzed

it all before and took a seat in

in drinks, and as fate would have it, it was

the others, he somehow wore it with

from Felix's hand, sneaking a touch on the

said nothing, simply asking,

her eyes lingering on his

to