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

approached the VIP lounge, she

you looked like Felix, you'd rake

waiters here. He's

is, does he sell himself to men or women? With those looks, bet he swings

to him last time?"

sarcasm and malice, "Maybe he's serving men

time."

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

the wealthy and elite. A careless move here could mean

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

do you look down

pinched her nose

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

won't align

world, aside from life and death, there was nothing she

never placed much

banter, she intended to ignore

a tall man stepped out, kicking the chattering

also dressed as a

eyes lit up, and she found herself

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

the manager's coming soon, and lately, srich lady's been sweet

So, this was the

He was indeed breathtaking.

seen many handsmen in the elite world, but even so, she couldn't tear her gaze away from

rubbing his face innocently, looking completely

it. Pushing open the door to the lounge, she

her usual crowd; the invitation was more

jewelry merchant in her forties who had recently divorced and secured

Carol's arrival, the room buzzed

a seat in a

in drinks, and as

he somehow wore

from Felix's hand, sneaking

simply asking, "Would

her eyes lingering on his

to invite one's fingers to tug and