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.

a bit of a crush on him, and after that incident,

had a string of exes and loved the nightlife. Clinging to her, showing an all-in attitude, would

her on the hook, to appear heartfelt

deeper and deeper.

let down and then forgiven, her standards for him would drop, lower

Felix leaned

had fallen the night before, clearing the air and leaving today crisp and

windows.

a handsman,

his phone, he checked

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

Carol, down with

still

thanks for the

respond, even if he saw

was just busy, juggling so

his phone.

hadn't he said he

crossed her mind, there was a knock; a

of disappointment but brushed it off, considering his busy schedule.

was no simple affair. By

at Nathan's company, the two enjoying a rare simultaneous break, smoking

alleyway.

Felix leaned back,

his thin lips,

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

a pang of sympathy for Carol. She must be so lovestruck to