Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Felix strolled down to the bottom of his apartment building, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

He felt the urge to pull out a cigarette and smoke, but he resisted.

An itch in his throat seemed on the verge of spilling over, and his heart was also feeling off-kilter.

After settling into a seat on the bus, his phone buzzed with a call from Nathan.

"Felix, those goons from last time, I've dealt with them. Hundred bucks a head."

"Yeah."

"Look, man, you gotta sort out an identity for Listina pronto. With Carol being her daddy's princess, if her dad gets wind of your

romance and starts digging, Listina's cover will be blown."

"All sorted, don't worry about it."

Nathan spat disdainfully on the other end before bursting into laughter.

"Right, right, why do I even fret? You've always been reckless. I gotta jet, work's calling."

"Uh-huh."

Felix ended the call, gazing out the window.

He had orchestrated the last incident with those thugs trying to take advantage of Carol. Under such duress, her judgment would

grow foggy, her feelings for him would intensify swiftly.

It was the classic suspension bridge effect in psychology; a person's heartbeat quickens in a scary situation, and if someone else is

there, it's easy to misattribute this accelerated heartbeat to attraction.

had a bit of a crush on

Clinging to her, showing an all-in attitude, would bore her

appear heartfelt without actually being so, to keep her

deeper and deeper.

down and then forgiven, her standards for him

bus, Felix leaned back,

clearing the air and leaving today crisp and sunny,

windows.

was a handsman, no doubt

checked a memo

was cold as he scanned the notes, lips pursed, not bothering to

with a cold, was

sent over was still

thanks for

didn't respond, even if he saw

by now, assuming he was just busy, juggling so many jobs that he couldn't spare a

his phone.

he

crossed her mind, there was a knock; a

of disappointment but brushed it off, considering his busy

simple affair. By afternoon, a fever

Felix, who was now at Nathan's company, the

alleyway.

Felix leaned back,

lit cigarette hung from his thin lips,

ringing persisted, and Nathan quipped, "Not gonna pick up? That's Ms. Miller ringing you up, right? You

ringtone for her?"

"Yeah, it's annoying."

precisely because he didn't want

for Carol. She must be so lovestruck