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

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

an hour, almost losing hope for a reply. The notification

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

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

Sometimes there's

bus and read her text, his

[Okay, the address is...]

sent it to

her people dig up his address already, but she needed an

never

few favored longtstaff. Newcomers like Carol were lucky

thought of winning Felix over - and considering

cool and collected - made her believe she could

of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies, everything one

the tshe reached Felix's doorstep, her palms were

with small ads. It was

floor with her heart

his door, she knocked; the

chosen this tdeliberately, guessing Felix hadn't eaten

a simple white sweater, almost haloed

his calm, handspresence

this is where

"It's just a rental."

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

gave him extra points and placed

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

looked inside the bags and raised an

restaurant had

was imported,

the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like tofu and eggs.

carrying bags with

guy like him would usually feel inferior, but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the BlueSky Bar, never

the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."