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.

for a meet-up, chatting on the phone with

approached the VIP lounge, she

you'd rake in the tips for

legit waiters here. He's probably

himself to men or women? With those looks, bet he

to him last time?"

filled the air, their voices dripping with sarcasm and malice, "Maybe

time."

Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy

move here could mean

her, have fun, but

retorted, "Dad, do

pinched her nose

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

align

aside from life and death, there was

never placed

she

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

dressed as a waiter, but

first glance, Carol's eyes lit up, and

course, not happy. As he tried to retaliate,

soon, and lately, srich lady's

knitted together. So, this was the Felix they were all talking

He was indeed breathtaking.

but even so, she couldn't tear her gaze

stood there, rubbing his face innocently, looking completely

didn't dwell on it. Pushing open the door to the lounge, she

gathering tonight wasn't with her usual crowd; the invitation was more a formality. Bored, she had decided to

a jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently divorced and secured

the room

it all before and took a seat in a corner,

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

others, he somehow wore it with

Felix's hand, sneaking a touch

frowned but said nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo open this bottle,

woman chuckled, her

a bow tie that seemed to invite