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.

she was headed to BlueSky Bar for a meet-up, chatting on the phone

she approached the VIP lounge,

like Felix, you'd

here. He's probably moonlighting

sell himself to men or women? With those

to him last time?"

and malice, "Maybe he's serving

time."

seen the fair share of

careless move here could mean

fun, but don't fall into smelo over

retorted, "Dad, do you look down on poor

pinched her

The number of those

just won't align with

aside from life and death, there was nothing

wealthy, she never placed much importance

banter, she

open, and a tall man stepped out, kicking the chattering waiter

was also dressed as a waiter, but

lit up, and she found herself rooted to

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

srich lady's been sweet on Felix, always sticking up for

together. So, this was the Felix they were

He was indeed breathtaking.

in the elite world, but

rubbing his face innocently, looking

dwell on it. Pushing open the door to the lounge, she

usual crowd; the invitation was more a formality. Bored, she had decided

was a jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently

Carol's arrival, the

a seat in a corner, not keen on

brought in drinks, and as

he somehow wore it with an effortless

from Felix's hand, sneaking a

but said nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo

woman chuckled, her eyes lingering on

to invite one's fingers