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.

to BlueSky Bar for a meet-up, chatting

approached the VIP lounge,

Felix, you'd

here. He's probably moonlighting

is, does he sell himself to men or women? With those looks, bet he swings both ways. Didn't that

to him last time?"

and malice,

time."

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

careless move here could mean a

have fun, but don't fall

once retorted, "Dad, do you look

pinched her nose

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

align with your

life and death,

she never placed much

hearing the waiters' banter, she intended to ignore it

tall man stepped out, kicking the chattering waiter

also dressed as a waiter, but his

up, and she found herself

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

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

this was the Felix they were all

He was indeed breathtaking.

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

stood there, rubbing his

she didn't dwell on it. Pushing open

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

jewelry merchant in her forties who had

the room buzzed

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

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

in the suniform as the others, he somehow wore it with an

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

nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo

her eyes lingering on his

bow tie that seemed to invite one's fingers to