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

she approached the VIP lounge, she overheard

looked like Felix, you'd rake

waiters here. He's probably moonlighting

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

to him last time?"

and

time."

family, Carol had seen the fair share of jealousy among the staff,

wealthy and elite. A careless move here could mean a

but don't fall into smelo over a poor

do you look down

pinched her nose

about not having money? The number of

just won't align with

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

wealthy, she never placed much importance

the waiters' banter, she

door beside them swung open, and a tall man

a waiter, but his

eyes lit up, and she found

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

srich lady's been sweet on Felix, always sticking

together. So, this was

He was indeed breathtaking.

elite world, but even so, she couldn't

rubbing his

didn't dwell on it. Pushing open the door to the lounge,

with her usual crowd; the invitation

merchant in her forties who

arrival, the room

heard it all before and took a

as fate would have it, it was

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

forty-something woman gleefully accepted the drink from Felix's hand,

frowned but said nothing, simply asking, "Would you liketo open this

chuckled, her eyes lingering on his

seemed to