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.

supposed to

the hospital, he finally replied to Carol's

reply. The notification

I told you I work at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients

some, with the manager's blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and it could save

there's

and read her text,

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it to

she needed an excuse to visit. And now she

who'd never let employees take hleftovers; normally, those

like Carol were lucky to escape

the thought of winning Felix over - and considering all the hardship he'd

cool and collected - made her believe she

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

tshe reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were red from

saw it was plastered with small ads. It was a shaky, frightening ride, and she emerged

with her

knocked; the buzzer had long been

had chosen this tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't eaten dinner

in a simple white sweater, almost haloed

stunned by his calm, handspresence

this is where

"It's just a rental."

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

gave him extra points and placed the bags on a nearby

barely enough space for one person. Anyone

looked inside the bags and raised

restaurant had

it was imported, sold

to the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like

always carrying bags

inferior, but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky

was the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."