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

approached the VIP lounge, she overheard swaiters

you looked like Felix, you'd rake in

legit waiters here. He's probably moonlighting

women? With those looks, bet he swings

to him last time?"

voices dripping with sarcasm and malice, "Maybe he's serving men and women at the

time."

had seen the fair share of jealousy among the staff, especially in a

careless move here could mean

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

once retorted, "Dad, do you look down on poor

her nose

you think being poor is just about not having money? The number of those who are

won't align with your

and

so wealthy, she never placed much

waiters' banter, she intended to ignore it

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

was also dressed as a

and she found

happy. As he tried to retaliate, he was held back

soon, and lately, srich

together. So, this was the Felix they

He was indeed breathtaking.

many handsmen in the elite world, but even so, she couldn't

there, rubbing his face innocently, looking

heart skipped a beat, but she didn't dwell on it. Pushing open the

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

jewelry merchant in her forties who

arrival, the room buzzed with

heard it all before and took a seat in a corner,

drinks, and as fate would have it, it was

others, he

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

simply asking, "Would you

woman chuckled, her eyes lingering on

wore a bow tie that seemed to invite one's fingers to