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

replied to Carol's message

had been waiting an hour, almost losing hope for a reply. The notification made

get fresh ingredients every day,

you live? I can bring you some, with the manager's blessing. They'd

there's even

and read

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it

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

who'd never let employees take

few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol

stand it before, but the thought of winning Felix over - and considering all the hardship

- made her believe she

variety of fresh groceries, from meats to

her palms were red from carrying the

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

floor with

door, she knocked; the

guessing Felix hadn't eaten

there in a

was momentarily stunned by his calm, handspresence

this is

"It's just a rental."

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

and placed the bags on a

kitchen was tiny, barely enough space for one person. Anyone else

the bags and raised an

restaurant

day. Heard it was imported, sold at a

to the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like tofu and eggs. He

carrying bags with

dealing with the high rollers at

the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."