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.

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

VIP

like Felix, you'd rake in the tips for

legit waiters here. He's

men or women? With those looks, bet he swings both ways. Didn't

to him last time?"

dripping with sarcasm and malice,

time."

Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy among the staff, especially in a place

A careless move here

fun, but don't fall into smelo over

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

her

The

just won't align with your

from life and death,

she never placed much

banter, she intended to ignore it

tall man stepped

also dressed as a waiter,

Carol's eyes lit up, and she found herself

kicked waiter was, of course, not happy. As he tried to retaliate, he was

the manager's coming soon, and lately, srich

was

He was indeed breathtaking.

elite world, but even

there, rubbing his

dwell on it. Pushing open the door to

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

was a jewelry merchant in her forties who

the

all before and took a seat in

as fate would have it, it was

the others, he somehow wore it with

from Felix's hand, sneaking a touch

simply asking, "Would you

her eyes lingering on his

to invite one's fingers to tug and