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

he finally replied to Carol's message with a

almost losing hope for a reply. The notification made

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

They'd just go

Sometimes there's even

bus and read

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it to

his address already, but she needed an excuse to visit. And now she had a

was a penny-pincher who'd never let employees take hleftovers; normally, those

few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky to

couldn't stand it before, but the thought of winning Felix over - and considering all

made her believe she

fresh groceries, from meats

doorstep, her palms were red from carrying

elevator creaked alarmingly, she saw it was plastered with small ads.

floor with

door, she knocked; the buzzer

tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't eaten

there in a simple

was momentarily stunned by his calm,

is where you

"It's just a rental."

but cozy space, even smaller than her own place but clean and

gave him extra points and

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

bags and

expensive. Your restaurant

lucky day. Heard it was

his shopping habits, once a week to the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like

carrying

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

was the

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."