Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol had been around the block more than a few times, but she had never cacross a guy with Felix's background. It was the

rarity that intrigued her.

The harder Felix played hard to get, the more she found herself unable to let go.

As the old saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

During the day, she waited tables at a cozy barbecue restaurant, her thoughts drifting constantly to Felix. Her dedication was

unwavering.

Cnightfall, she'd return to her stuapartment to hone her culinary skills. But having never so much as boiled water before,

after three days all she could muster was ketchup spaghetti.

She snapped a picture of her creation and sent it to Felix with a message, [Had dinner yet?]

Felix was at the hospital, too preoccupied to even consider opening her message. He was holding Listina's hand, staring at her

without blinking.

The doctor cin with a grim reminder, "It's quite serious. We only have a 30% chance of success with the surgery. If we could

get an international specialist, the odds could increase to 70%, but it's expensive, and there's a heap of recovery costs to

consider."

The doctor knew Felix, who had been a constant figure at the hospital, sometimes even showing up in the middle of the night. He

knew Felix juggled multiple jobs to make ends meet since his parents had passed. It was a tough situation.

"lI understand, thank you," Felix replied once the doctor had left. He stood up, kissed Listina on the lips, and sighed softly. "I wonder

if you'll blme when you wake up."

But he had to take action, or Listina would die.

wasn't supposed to be

replied to Carol's message

for a reply. The notification made her

work at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients

blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and it could

Sometimes there's

and read her text, his

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it to

people dig up his address already, but she needed an excuse to visit. And now she had a perfect

barbecue restaurant's boss was a penny-pincher who'd never let employees take hleftovers; normally, those

for a few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky to

thought of winning Felix over -

- made her believe she could handle it

she purchased a variety of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies, everything one

tshe reached Felix's doorstep, her palms

she saw it was plastered with small

with

she knocked; the

chosen this tdeliberately, guessing Felix

the door, standing there in a simple white sweater,

was momentarily stunned by his

is

"It's just a rental."

small but cozy space, even smaller than her own place but clean

him extra points and placed the

was tiny, barely enough space for one person. Anyone else would make

inside the bags and raised an

Your restaurant had

day. Heard it was imported, sold

once a week to the grocery store, only buying affordable

always carrying bags with

would usually feel inferior, but Felix, when dealing with the high

was the allure for

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."