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

he finally replied to

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

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

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

there's

and read her

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it

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

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

Newcomers like Carol were lucky to escape

winning Felix over - and considering all

cool and collected - made her

of fresh groceries, from meats

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

she saw it was plastered with small ads. It

floor with

door, she knocked; the

this tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't

there in a simple white

momentarily stunned by his calm, handspresence before collecting

is

"It's just a rental."

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

extra points and placed the bags on

barely enough space for one person. Anyone

looked inside the bags and raised an

Your restaurant had leftovers of

day. Heard it was imported,

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

carrying

Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar,

That was the allure for

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."