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 she made

approached the VIP

like Felix, you'd rake in the tips

legit waiters here. He's probably

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

to him last time?"

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

time."

the fair share of jealousy among the staff, especially in a

by the wealthy and elite. A careless move

her, have fun, but

once retorted, "Dad, do you look down on poor

pinched her nose

about not having money? The

just won't align with

from life and death, there

so wealthy, she never placed much importance

banter, she intended to

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

as a waiter, but his

eyes lit up, and she

course, not happy. As he tried to retaliate, he was held back by the

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

brows knitted together. So, this was the Felix

He was indeed breathtaking.

but even so, she couldn't tear her gaze away from

rubbing his

dwell on it. Pushing open the door to the lounge, she stepped

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

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

Carol's arrival, the room buzzed

heard it all before and took a seat

as fate would have it,

the others, he

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

simply asking, "Would you liketo open this bottle,

woman chuckled, her eyes

to invite one's fingers to tug and