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.

kneeling on one knee,” she

for just

heart raced as she placed her foot

buying every piece from that designer for

knock-offs!

about to tease him, she felt him grasp her

Carol,

like in the movies, but he was

he was shy in bed,

to

on his tie, pulling him to

standing up.

nervous,

“No.”

up and walked

closed door, he was

reached for a bottle of vitamins, hoping to take a few more, but it

a text, asking for

with

had no choice but to send

it in half an

Half an hour? Is Ms. Miller waiting in

massage his temple, the throbbing spread to

no response, pressed

This stuff needs days of notice, not available on

kill you.]

the bathroom, Carol called out, “Aren’t

without looking at her, “Just need

you're talking about taking out

bed, they often went

really

“Carol, I..."

she tiptoed up and kissed

away, but she

reluctance, Carol

past months? Drained you dry? Maybe we should go to

face darkened,

Felix, I love it when you wear a uniform.

it's a