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,”

for just a second

raced as she placed her foot gently on his

buying every piece from that designer for

knock-offs!

him grasp her foot and plant a kiss on

tingling sensation washed over Carol, and

play, like in

in bed,

want to

tugged on his tie,

stiffened, slowly standing up. “I'll

not nervous,

“No.”

up and walked towards the

door, he was

to take

sent Nathan a text, asking for another

replied with

choice but to send another

in half an

something? Half an hour? Is Ms. Miller waiting in bed

temple, the throbbing

seeing no response,

days of notice, not available on demand. Maybe skip tonight,

kill you.]

Carol called out,

looking at her, “Just need to take out the trash from the

you're talking

they often went

was now really the tfor

“Carol, I..."

finish, she tiptoed up and kissed

tried to push her away, but she pressed in further, parting

reluctance, Carol

you these past months? Drained you

face darkened, “No

when you wear a uniform. I'll

a waste of