Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Nathan flicked the corner of his lips before tossing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it underfoot.

"Got any more?" he asked, but then added a cautionary note, "Take it easy, though. That stuff has side effects, and it's not exactly

legal. It's a hassle to get."

"Yeah, I know."

The ringtone of his cell had silenced before Felix finally picked it up and redialed.

The moment Carol answered, his voice softened.

"Hey Carol, what's up?"

"I think I've got a fever."

"I'm on my way. Don't move around too much, just stay put."

"Okay."

Carol had been on the verge of disappointment, but she hadn't expected him to call back.

He must've been at work and didn't hear his phone.

She coughed a few times, curled up on the couch, feeling her whole body burning up with fever.

Nathan watched the scene, biting his cheek.

"Ms. Miller really can't resist you, can she? You've got a knack for playing with people's hearts, almost like you're taming her

subconsciously. But she seems clueless to it all. I reckon she's truly into you, not just playing around. Don't be too harsh, Felix."

He said this and saw Felix's expression darken.

Nathan instantly realized he might have crossed a line. Too far? What about Abner? Who was paying for the lives lost? Carol was

the daughter of an enemy, after all.

offered a sheepish grin, "Just speaking my mind. My break's over, gotta head back. The boss has been on my

only I'd made it to university back then, I'm the only one

and the boss watcheslike a

out of

half-cigarette slowly, then ambled

sfruit

walked straight into her apartment, finding her still curled up, her body slick with sweat, feverish

calmly fed

her bleary eyes to look at him, a sheen of tears

"Felix."

you've got a fever. Rest up.

an apple, and brought it

was sluggish, her throat sore,

she forced down a couple

good to me,

stiffened, his arm hanging by his

down, he could see her sweat-dampened smile, even the strands of hair

making her look vulnerable.

because of him, and now a simple act of cutting

smirk, and he softly patted

wave of panic, but knowing

worried about him

again? Won't they dock

to find an excuse to give him money, but Felix was no

You're more important than

her head

I

"Sleep then."

her dreams

her

was filled with the aroma of dinner, and, stomach

way through the

up.

felt blissful, a happiness she couldn't find