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 soup but

eating right now, Carol. I'm

to reveal her true identity, but his next

not swealthy heiress. Otherwise, I'd worry we couldn't go

she had been about

better if I were?" she asked, trying to sound

out of my depth. No future in it, so

a tremor in her hand. She forced a smile,

guys; I've already called my

again, "Felix, please eat a

her hand, a rare look of

really don't want to," he said, pulling her close for an

that matters is you're safe,"

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

information.

the call there, and she knew

I'll cback to check

"Okay."

in a silent promise as she

her mouth, tilted her head and

indifferent. He touched the bandage on his forehead, wincing

up the

awake, tears welling up at the

"Felix, what happened?"

Don't worry.

only spoken a few words before dozing off again, but now

a lopsided heart

sight, a small smile playing on her

word, Felix stirred the soup and served her a bowl, blowing on each spoonful before offering it

hesitated, then