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

replied to Carol's message with a

for a reply. The notification

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

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

there's even

the bus and read

[Okay, the address is...]

it to

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

was a penny-pincher who'd never let employees take

few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol

the thought of winning Felix

cool and collected - made her believe she could handle

fresh groceries, from meats to

doorstep, her palms were red

was plastered with small ads. It was a shaky, frightening

with

his door, she knocked; the

this tdeliberately, guessing

opened the door, standing there in a simple white sweater,

stunned by his calm, handspresence

this is where

"It's just a rental."

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

extra points and placed the

for one person. Anyone else would make it feel

inside the bags and raised an

expensive. Your restaurant had leftovers

lucky day. Heard it was imported, sold

to the grocery store, only buying

always carrying bags

would usually feel inferior, but Felix, when dealing with

the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."