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

just a second

she placed her foot

roared with the thought of buying every piece from that designer for Felix. He

knock-offs!

she was about to tease him, she felt him grasp her foot and

washed over Carol,

to play, like in the movies,

had thought he was shy in bed, always hiding his face from

I want to see your face,

tugged on his tie, pulling him to his

slowly standing up. “I'll wash

nervous,

“No.”

got up and walked towards the

he was

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

sent Nathan a text, asking

with question

had no choice but to send another

in half an

I can fly or something? Half an hour? Is Ms. Miller waiting in

massage his temple, the

seeing no response,

didn’t you tellin advance? This stuff needs days of notice,

kill you.]

Carol called out, “Aren’t you done

opened the door without looking at her, “Just need to take out the trash from

hour, you're talking about

prowess in bed, they often went all night, and frankly, she relished

really the tfor

“Carol, I..."

could finish, she tiptoed up and

tried to push her away, but she pressed

reluctance, Carol let

much for you these past months? Drained you dry?

face darkened, “No

it when you wear a uniform. I'll buy

a waste of