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

the hospital, he finally replied to Carol's

a reply. The notification made her eyes sparkle and a smile

get fresh ingredients every day, but I can only make spaghetti.

They'd just

Sometimes there's even

boarded the bus and read

[Okay, the address is...]

it

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

who'd never let employees take

Newcomers like Carol were lucky

but the thought of winning Felix over - and considering all

- made her believe she could

purchased a variety of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies, everything

tshe reached Felix's doorstep, her palms

plastered with small ads. It

with her heart

the buzzer had long been

guessing

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

was momentarily stunned by his calm,

this is where

"It's just a rental."

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

him extra points and placed the bags on a nearby

was tiny, barely enough space for one person. Anyone else would make it feel

bags and raised

restaurant had leftovers of

was

a week to the grocery

always carrying bags with

dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar, never

That was the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."