Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The wealthy widow did indeed do just that, reaching out and yanking the bow tie from Felix’s neck.

A chorus of “Wow” erupted from the group of women, their eyes shimmering with mockery.

Human nature is a curious beast; it seems that whether you're a man or a woman, once you amass a fortune, you're prone to

corruption.

If you don't turn bad, it's probably because the temptations haven't been juicy enough.

Sitting in the farthest corner, Carol had declared at the outset her wish for speace, so no one bothered her with questions.

When she saw Felix's bow tie being pulled off, a hint of amusement sparkled in her eyes.

As distasteful as the scene was, she had to admit Felix was rather handsome.

Especially from her vantage point, where she could catch a glimpse of the muscle definition just below his chest.

The rich widow grabbed Felix by the hair, her tone dripping with feigned sweetness.

"I heard that when you pop the cork on this bottle, you can pocket a neat $200 commission. Felix, you've been quite dismissive

when I've ccalling lately."

Felix, blessed with the patience of a saint, still managed a smile despite the circumstances.

"Odelia, please, let's not do this."

Such words, when spoken by a man of his looks, were devastatingly charming.

Odelia patted his cheek, "Alright, I won't hassle you. Tell you what, down three drinks, and I'll let you go."

at the party chimed

finally get to see a pretty

got her payout from her ex-husband and now she's out to snag

college boy. A hundred times

home."

the

$10,000 and if a server opened

been frequenting the place for half a month and had set her sights on Felix from the start.

but he had refused.

him again today only reignited

spirit from a nearby white bottle, her eyes

glasses and if you do, I'll open five

drunk straight. For anyone with a delicate stomach, it could be

of a life here? Especially that

among those present couldn't afford

the glass, tilted back his head, and downed the

his adam's apple bob and swallowed hard

him another, "Here's the second. Don’t say I'm hard on you. I fancy

in Felix's eyes, but he drank

had spread across his

can shock the system, buzzing in the

in his discomfort, swapped the third drink for an oversized

scent of liquor,

for excess, with several hosting toyboys post-divorce, and others, still married, playing the

lives from their spouses.

convenience, where a divorce would be a

agreements, allowing each other to mingle

these gatherings. Aside from boasting about their conquests, these women had little to

one-upmanship in wealth.