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 with her father as

the VIP lounge,

you'd rake in the tips

legit waiters here. He's probably moonlighting as a

to men or women? With those looks,

to him last time?"

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

time."

the Miller family, Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy

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

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

once retorted, "Dad, do you look

her nose

you think being poor is just about not having money? The

won't align with your

world, aside from life and death, there was nothing she couldn't

so wealthy, she never placed much importance on

she intended to ignore it

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

a waiter, but his appearance was

lit up, and she found herself rooted to

he tried to retaliate, he was held back by

lately, srich lady's been sweet

So, this was the Felix they were

He was indeed breathtaking.

but even so, she couldn't tear

stood there, rubbing his face innocently,

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

the invitation was more a formality.

forties

arrival, the room buzzed with

a seat

waiter brought in drinks, and as fate would have it, it

the suniform as the others, he somehow wore

the drink from Felix's hand, sneaking a touch on

nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo open

her

a bow tie that seemed to invite