Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She texted Felix, just a casual check-in to see if he'd had dinner and what he was up to.

But Felix’s replies were curt, almost disinterested.

The less he showed interest, the more Carol found herself intrigued.

She was not one for men who con too strong, always suspecting ulterior motives. But Felix's restraint only stoked Carol's

desire to win him over.

Without delay, Carol had someone check out the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked and planned a “chance” encounter.

Felix, however, was a creature of habit, working four jobs every day, heading straight hafterward, rarely venturing out except

for a weekly grocery run. His routine was alarmingly regular compared to Carol's. Even her father, Abner, wasn’t as industrious as

Felix.

Other than work, he scarcely indulged in any leisure, perpetually in a state of earning.

How were they ever going to meet at this rate?

The moment was slipping away.

Impatient, Carol dragged Yolanda with her to the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked.

Before they entered, Carol gave strict instructions.

“Don't reveal my identity. Remember to order plenty of drinks.”

multiple times with Yolanda, who

we going

not conning when it’s about

their

wasn't the one serving them this time, much to

just as Carol was about to give up, she spotted Felix

a drink on him,

look, and Yolanda began

food, right? Last tyou said I couldn't appreciate the finer things.

the world, and look at your face. I heard you hand over your whole paycheck to your mom, saving

afford a place in Greenfield. Your family’s so poor, you

more convincingly than she

the table for

meal costs more than your family’s yearly budget. See those bottles? That's half a year's rent

huh? If you weren't my cousin, I'd never bring you

bottles of hard

wait any longer; she had a plan. She genuinely liked Felix, ever since that night

clean-cut, like a camellia.

never knew what her type was until Felix appeared, crystallizing her fantasies. She liked his kind, the

enough to catch Felix’s attention. He glanced over,

he'd been

waved him off, “We don’t need your introductions here, scram. My girlfriend can’t take her

it’s like you're doing

Yolanda

it, I bring you here out of pity. I've got things to do, but you're finishing these drinks. And if you don't,

the stash of cash you're keeping from her.

her improvised tirade, Yolanda stormed off, leaving Carol alone with

window, her solitary shadow cast upon the glass, looking pitiful