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

hospital, he finally replied to Carol's message with a

an hour, almost losing hope for a reply. The notification made her eyes sparkle and

you I work at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients every day, but I can only make spaghetti.

live? I can bring you some, with the manager's blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and it could

there's

boarded the bus and read

[Okay, the address is...]

it to

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

who'd never let employees take

a few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like

Felix

and collected - made

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

reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were red

the elevator creaked alarmingly, she saw it was plastered with small

floor with her heart

the buzzer had long been

guessing Felix

standing there in a simple white sweater, almost

by his calm, handspresence before

is

"It's just a rental."

gaze swept the small but cozy space, even smaller than her own place

mentally gave him extra points and placed the

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

inside the bags

Your restaurant

day. Heard it was imported, sold at

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

carrying bags

but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar,

was the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."