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.

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

the VIP lounge,

like Felix, you'd rake in the tips for

we're legit waiters here.

With those looks, bet he swings both ways. Didn't that rotund

to him last time?"

their voices dripping with sarcasm and malice, "Maybe he's serving men

time."

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

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

have fun, but don't fall

"Dad, do

her

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

align with

Carol's world, aside from life and death, there was nothing

never placed much

hearing the waiters' banter, she intended to ignore it

a tall man stepped out, kicking the

also dressed as a waiter, but his

and she

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

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

was the Felix they

He was indeed breathtaking.

but even so, she

his face innocently, looking completely

didn't dwell on it. Pushing open the door

with her usual crowd; the invitation was more a formality. Bored, she

in her forties who had

Carol's arrival, the

before and took a

in drinks, and as fate would have it,

suniform as the others, he somehow wore

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

asking, "Would you liketo open this bottle,

her eyes lingering on

a bow tie that seemed to invite one's fingers