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

exes and loved the nightlife. Clinging

to appear heartfelt

deeper and deeper.

her standards for him

the bus, Felix leaned

before, clearing the air and leaving today crisp and sunny, sunlight streaming through

windows.

a handsman, no

he checked a memo

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

down with

still warm. She

thanks for

respond, even if

by now, assuming he was just busy, juggling so

his phone.

said he was going

thought crossed her mind, there was a knock; a delivery guy

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

no simple affair. By afternoon, a fever

company, the two

alleyway.

Carol's incoming call, Felix

hung from his thin lips, his eyelids just

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

ringtone for her?"

"Yeah, it's annoying."

special ringtone was precisely because he didn't

Carol. She must be so lovestruck