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 with

an hour, almost losing hope for a reply. The

the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh

the manager's blessing. They'd just go

Sometimes there's even

the bus and read her text, his

[Okay, the address is...]

it

already, but she needed an excuse

restaurant's boss was a penny-pincher who'd never let employees

favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky to

winning Felix over - and

and collected - made

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

reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were

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

with her heart

door, she knocked; the buzzer had

guessing

there in a simple

his calm,

this is where you

"It's just a rental."

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

him extra points and placed the bags on a nearby

tiny, barely enough space for one person. Anyone else

the bags and raised

expensive. Your restaurant had leftovers of

was imported, sold at

his shopping habits, once a week to the grocery store, only buying

always carrying

Felix, when dealing with

That was the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."