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 be

he finally replied to Carol's

been waiting an hour, almost losing hope for a reply. The notification made her eyes sparkle and a

you I work at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients every day,

with the manager's blessing. They'd just go to waste

there's

read her

[Okay, the address is...]

it

she needed an excuse

penny-pincher who'd never let employees take

longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky to escape daily

couldn't stand it before, but the thought of winning Felix over - and considering

so cool and collected - made her believe she could

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

reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were

she saw it was plastered with small ads. It

floor with her

the buzzer had long

tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't eaten

standing there in a simple white sweater, almost haloed

was momentarily stunned by his

this is

"It's just a rental."

small but cozy space, even smaller than her own place but clean and warm. It spoke volumes

him extra points and placed

space for one person. Anyone else would make it

bags

restaurant had

it was

the grocery store,

always carrying bags

guy like him would usually feel inferior, but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar,

the allure for

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."