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.

were endowing buildings and sending their

classes with Maja.

was no biggie for her, but also not particularly

to

staring at the untouched food, Carol suddenly

wasn't one to dither once she'd made

Felix brought over the last course,

don't you sit down and join me?" she said, nodding

it's not our policy to dine with

shame. Such pricey food

genuinely peeved, but mostly just

the seat opposite her. "It's almost my break time. I

kid's - though it was rare to

but Carol's mood lifted instantly,

"I'm Carol."

"Felix."

noticed you don't smile much," she teased. "Doesn't that lose you tips when you're dining with

to

"Including a night out?"

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

apologized, "Just kidding. I'm broke anyway. This meal's on someone else's

here is

is expensive,"

He'd been humiliated at BlueSky Bar

and started

right? She's a well-off relative who struck

tastes like chewing fat to me. But I couldn't show it in front of her. Now I

toss this stuff."

said it, she chucked the priciest sashimi

crossed Felix's face. It