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.

the soup but

really feel like eating right now, Carol. I'm still worried about

face, considering whether to reveal her true

swealthy heiress. Otherwise, I'd

confession she had been about to make

I were?" she asked, trying to

closed. "Then I'd feel out of my depth. No future in

hand. She forced a smile, "I'm also

already called

encouraged again, "Felix,

rare look of

really don't want to," he said,

is you're safe," he

melted. She was about to say something when her father's call cthrough—likely the assistant

information.

and she knew her

something out. I'll

"Okay."

fingertips touched in a silent promise as

curved her mouth, tilted her head and kissed him

Felix's expression turned indifferent. He touched the bandage on his

up the container

up at the sight of

"Felix, what happened?"

a little accident. Don't

spoken a few words before dozing

Felix saw a lopsided heart made from

sight, a small smile playing on

her a bowl, blowing on each spoonful before offering

hesitated, then frowned