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.

one knee,”

just

she placed her foot gently

mind roared with the thought of buying every piece from that designer

knock-offs!

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

washed over Carol, and

play, like in the movies, but

had thought he was shy in bed, always hiding his

I want to see

his tie, pulling

slowly standing up. “I'll wash

nervous,

“No.”

up and walked towards the

the closed door, he was

vitamins, hoping to take a few more, but it

a text, asking for another

with question

but to send

in

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

the throbbing spread to his

seeing no response,

you tellin advance? This stuff needs days of notice, not available on demand. Maybe skip

kill you.]

Carol called

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

talking about taking out the

Felix's prowess in bed, they often went

really

“Carol, I..."

he could finish, she tiptoed up and kissed

her away, but she pressed in further, parting

reluctance,

you these past months? Drained you dry? Maybe we should go to the doctor

face darkened,

when you wear

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