Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After the harrowing ordeal, Carol felt her nerves still jittery as she returned to her apartment.

She glanced down at her clothes, smeared with blood that was nearly dry, the metallic stench still lingering in her nostrils.

Quickly, she showered, then headed downstairs to the local grocery store to stock up on sfood.

Last time, Felix hadn't been keen on spaghetti, so she decided to skip that and make soup instead.

Following an online recipe step by step, she prepared a hearty bowl of chicken and vegetable soup.

Her first attempt was too watery, so with patience, she started over until she achieved the perfect consistency. Tasting it, she

accidentally scalded her finger on the hot edge of the pot.

But the pain seemed distant as she packed the porridge carefully and rushed back to the hospital.

The back and forth ate up three hours, and by the tshe finished, it was already 6.30 in the morning.

As Carol entered Felix's room with food, she was puzzled not to find him there.

Just as she was about to ask a nearby doctor, she saw Felix standing by the door.

"Where did you go? The doctor said you shouldn't be moving around yet."

The gash on his head from the rock was terrifying, and she still shuddered at the thought of it.

"I'm okay, just went to the restroom," he replied.

Carol set the insulated container down, her fingers adorned with several adhesive bandages.

"Felix, chave sbreakfast," she urged.

looked at the

feel like eating right now, Carol. I'm

cupped his face, considering whether to reveal her true

just glad you're not swealthy heiress. Otherwise, I'd worry we couldn't

confession she had been about to make lodged in

I were?"

feel out of my depth. No future

tremor in her hand. She forced a

already called

soup, she encouraged again, "Felix, please eat a

a rare

he said, pulling her

is

to say something when

information.

there, and she knew her father's anger would

I'll cback to

"Okay."

a silent promise as she

head and kissed him on the lips, leaving

the door closed behind her, Felix's expression turned indifferent. He touched

up the

at the

"Felix, what happened?"

a little accident. Don't worry. Are you

few words before dozing off

a lopsided heart made

sight, a small

the soup and served her a bowl, blowing on each spoonful before

hesitated, then