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.

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

she approached the VIP lounge,

you'd rake in the tips

please, we're legit waiters here. He's probably moonlighting as a

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

to him last time?"

voices dripping with sarcasm and

time."

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

careless move here could

childhood, Abner had warned her, have fun, but don't fall into smelo over a poor

"Dad, do you look down

her

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

won't align with

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

she never placed much

waiters' banter, she intended to ignore it

and a tall man stepped out, kicking the chattering waiter

was also dressed as a waiter, but his appearance was

eyes lit up, and

he tried to retaliate, he

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

brows knitted together. So, this was the Felix they were

He was indeed breathtaking.

many handsmen in the elite world, but even so, she couldn't tear

rubbing his

heart skipped a beat, but she didn't dwell on it. Pushing open the door to the lounge, she

invitation was more a formality.

jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently

Carol's arrival, the room

all before and took a seat in a corner, not keen on

in drinks, and as fate would have it, it

as the others, he somehow wore it with an effortless

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

nothing, simply asking, "Would

her

to invite one's fingers to