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

hospital, he finally replied to Carol's message

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

get fresh ingredients every day, but I can only

blessing. They'd just go

Sometimes there's even

read her

[Okay, the address is...]

it

but she needed an excuse to

never let employees take hleftovers;

like Carol were lucky to escape

winning Felix over -

- made her believe she

fresh groceries, from

tshe reached Felix's doorstep, her palms

she saw it was plastered with small ads.

with her heart

door, she knocked; the buzzer had

guessing Felix

a simple

momentarily stunned by his calm, handspresence before collecting

this is

"It's just a rental."

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

mentally gave him extra points and placed the bags on

tiny, barely enough space for one person. Anyone

bags and raised

expensive. Your restaurant

was imported,

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

carrying bags

when dealing with the high rollers at

the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."