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.

BlueSky Bar for a meet-up, chatting on the phone with her father as she

she approached the VIP lounge, she

Felix, you'd rake in the tips

waiters here. He's probably

those looks, bet he

to him last time?"

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

time."

Miller family, Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy among the staff, especially in

wealthy and elite. A careless move here could mean a

but don't fall

do you look down on poor

pinched her nose

money? The number of those who are spiritually rich and cheerful

just won't align with

from life and death, there was

wealthy, she never placed much importance

hearing the waiters' banter, she intended

beside them swung open, and a tall man stepped out,

man was also dressed as a waiter, but his appearance was

glance, Carol's eyes lit up, and

he tried to retaliate, he was held

soon, and lately, srich lady's

was the Felix they were all talking

He was indeed breathtaking.

world, but even so, she couldn't

there, rubbing his face innocently, looking

on it. Pushing open

gathering tonight wasn't with her usual crowd; the invitation was more

a jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently divorced

the room buzzed

a

waiter brought in drinks, and as fate

he somehow wore it with

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

simply asking, "Would you liketo open this bottle,

woman chuckled, her eyes lingering on

to invite one's