Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Arter Felix left the hotel, his phone buzzed with a call from Nathan.

"Hey Felix, where you at? You didn't crash at your place last night?"

"Yep."

Felix flicked his lighter and lit up a cigarette, expertly exhaling rings of smoke. "How'd you know I didn't make it home?"

"Well, I swung by your pad last night. I brought sburgers for late-night grub, but you were MIA, so I just wolfed it down solo.

Did you finally seal the deal with that heiress you've been chasing? The Miller Group's golden girl?"

Nathan was in the loop about Felix's latest conquest, the sole heiress of the affluent Miller Group. Hooking up with her could be a

gchanger - it could mean getting his foot in the door of a fortune.

The CEO of the Miller Group was known for doting on his only child, the apple of his eye.

"l didn't."

Felix was blunt, a glance at the sky told him it was tto wrap this up. "We'll talk when I get back."

It was Saturday, and Nathan had the day off, so he lingered at hwaiting for Felix.

Felix arrived swiftly, bumping into Nathan by the dumpsters. Nathan was tossing out the trash, navigating around puddles of filthy

water that demanded careful stepping to avoid.

His face lit up at the sight of Felix.

"Coming straight from the hotel, huh? Spill it, man, did you really resist the temptation? You've got sserious willpower if you

passed up a night with Miss Miller. You toldshe wasn't exactly the shy type."

"She's not," Felix admitted, recalling Carol's forward advances with a visible distaste.

Nathan's face soured with envy. "Man, I swear, if I had your looks, I'd be juggling girlfriends left and right."

Nathan was your average Joe, standing at five foot nine, the epitof ordinary. But he was Felix's best bud - the brother he never

had.

They strolled to Nathan's place in the alley, a humble, snug home, but it was his - no rent like Felix had to deal with.

at Nathan's before and knew the place

Nathan's sister, sat in a wheelchair, her legs atrophied since

for years trying to afford her treatments, but

a fiancée in the hospital. He

days, they'd all hang out together, sharing noodles, cheap beer on

on the sidewalk, cursing Greenfield for crushing their

snowy night, Listina had knitted Felix a scarf. They were broke but happy, their modest earnings enough to keep

brands out of

with envy, hugging Listina and professing his

had been contagious, their love story a

you, childhood sweethearts. With your looks, your

chimed in, "Never seen anyone

but truly

Listina soon fell ill with a brain tumor. The best hospitals couldn't guarantee

treatments drained their

he had found out the truth of the car accident and that he

from Carol.

of thousands of money, and he didn't

outsmarting loan sharks - a dangerous gthat left him scarred

even his winnings couldn't turn the tide for Listina. Now, surgery was her only hope, and twas

was to get close to Carol, to somehow extract the money

joke

in Nathan's modest living room. Felix reclined with a cigarette dangling from his fingers,

yet tense.

knew the stakes. Felix was the first to beat

live to tell the

spent the night at the hotel with Miss

"Yeah."

"Did nothing happen?"

"Just a kiss."

if

his jealousy. "What's not to like about her? Even if it was just

Sometimes you gotta let go, man. You can't expect to woo her and not give

Miller heiress throwing herself at Felix

the orange a bit too bitter for

mood, flicked his cigarette butt into the trash. "I just

heart belonged to Listina, and he hadn't forgotten