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

finally replied to Carol's message

waiting an hour, almost losing hope for a reply.

restaurant? We get fresh

manager's blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and it could save

there's

and read her text, his eyelashes

[Okay, the address is...]

it to

her people dig up his address already, but she needed

never let employees take hleftovers; normally, those

for a few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky

before, but the thought of winning Felix

made her believe she

variety of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies,

reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were red from

she saw it was plastered with small ads.

floor with her heart

his door, she knocked; the buzzer had

chosen this tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't eaten

opened the door, standing there in a

stunned by his calm, handspresence before

this is where

"It's just a rental."

swept the small but cozy space, even smaller than her

mentally gave him extra points and placed the bags on a

kitchen was tiny, barely enough space for one

the bags and raised an

expensive. Your restaurant had

it was imported, sold

once a week to the grocery store, only buying affordable

carrying bags

but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar, never showed a

That was the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."