Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Scarfed down a couple of bites, Yolanda's phone buzzed to life. She snatched her motorcycle helmet from the chair beside her.

"Hey Carol, it's not that I don't wanna hang, but I'm slammed. I'll catch up with you after the race, okay? Bye."

Yolanda was always a whirlwind - in fast, out faster.

The spread on the table was barely touched.

Carol felt a wave of boredom. Maja was tied up, Yolanda was in a rush, and there she was, the picture of a trust fund baby, without

a care in the world.

She'd toyed with the idea of a career once, but after blowing through $10 million of Abner's money in just two months, she had to

reconsider.

Abner had a rare heart-to-heart with her.

"Did you know, our Miller family fortune is so vast, you could hire a gigolo every day and not dent it. But if you try your hand at

business, you won't last many years."

His words stung, and with zero talent for commerce, Carol threw in the towel.

She'd thought about interning somewhere, but the interns' pay was a measly $500 a month - not enough to cover even a day of

her meals.

As Abner put it, "The interest you earn daily on your bank balance could easily cover a month of those money you'd make."

Dismayed, Carol resigned herself to a life of leisure.

She'd majored in foreign language at university, and since Abner expected so little from her, he never tried to box her in with

expectations.

families were endowing buildings and sending their

classes with Maja.

languages, the major of foreign language was no

to

untouched food, Carol

one to dither once she'd made

brought over the last course, she spoke

why don't you sit down and join me?" she

policy to dine with

a shame. Such pricey food going to

peeved, but mostly

moment, Felix took the seat opposite her. "It's almost

clear, like a college kid's - though it

was his good looks, but Carol's mood lifted instantly, her lips curling

"I'm Carol."

"Felix."

you don't smile much," she teased. "Doesn't that lose

really. We aim to please, if it's

"Including a night out?"

was a bit cheeky. Felix didn't respond, his

on someone

here is

expensive," he

Bar but kept smiling. And now, insulted,

playful and started spinning a

a well-off relative who struck it

like steak - tastes like chewing fat to me. But I couldn't show it

toss this stuff."

it, she chucked the priciest sashimi plate into the

Felix's face. It was subtle, but Carol caught