Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

When Felix returned to the living room, Carol had already freshened up and was lounging on the couch, engrossed in the latest

reality TV show.

Walking over to the foyer, Felix tidied up his shoes, only to hear her call out, “Felix, I've got a gift for you today, too. Go take a

shower first.”

Skeptical, he showered and cback to find a designer suit laid out on the sofa.

He played dumb in front of Carol, pretending he didn't recognize the high-end brands. She really thought he was clueless, often

flaunting her expensive handbags worth a small fortune around him.

The clothes weren't cheap either; they were runway exclusives not yet available in stores.

“Try this on, I picked it up while passing by a boutique. I think it'll look smashing on you. Suit up and let's have sfun,” she said,

her eyes sparkling with anticipation, not realizing there was anything amiss in her request.

Carol was always straightforward with what she wanted. At first, she feigned modesty, but soon enough, she was directing him

with hands-on authority.

She grabbed the suit, clutching Felix's arm as they headed to the bedroom.

A delicate fragrance filled the room - her perfume.

Felix found himself seated on the bed as Carol pushed the designer threads towards him.

“Hurry up and change, I want to see.”

He was compliant in these matters, quickly slipping into the suit.

Felix was tall, and the suit highlighted his athletic build, complementing his demeanor perfectly.

Carol internally screamed with joy. Her taste was impeccable; the effort she put in chasing him was worth it - he was stunning!

She grabbed his tie, pulling him closer.

Playing along, Felix leaned in.

on one

hesitated for just a

as she placed her foot

every piece from that designer for Felix. He deserved

knock-offs!

she felt him grasp her foot and plant a kiss on the

sensation washed over Carol, and her cheeks flushed

had only intended to play, like in the movies,

shy in bed, always hiding his face from

to see

tugged on his tie, pulling him to

up. “I'll wash my

nervous,

“No.”

and walked

the closed door, he was pale with

of vitamins, hoping to take a few

sent Nathan a

replied with

choice but to send

in

or something? Half an hour? Is Ms.

his temple, the throbbing spread to

no response,

of notice, not available

kill you.]

bathroom, Carol called out, “Aren’t

at her, “Just need to take out the

this hour, you're talking

Felix's prowess in bed, they often

really

“Carol, I..."

could finish, she tiptoed up

to push her away, but she pressed

his reluctance,

too much for you these past months? Drained

darkened, “No

what's the matter? Felix, I love it when you wear

it's a waste