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

for just a second

as she placed her foot

piece from that designer for Felix. He deserved the best,

knock-offs!

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

Carol,

play, like in the movies, but he was

was shy in bed,

to see your

tugged on his tie, pulling him to his

stiffened, slowly standing up. “I'll wash

not nervous, are

“No.”

and walked

he was

of vitamins, hoping to take a few more, but it

his forehead, he sent Nathan a text, asking for

replied with question

choice but to

in

or something? Half an hour? Is

massage his temple, the throbbing spread

seeing no response, pressed

This stuff needs days of notice, not available on demand. Maybe

kill you.]

bathroom, Carol called out, “Aren’t

opened the door without looking at her, “Just need

hour, you're talking about taking out

never doubted Felix's prowess in bed, they often went all

was now really the

“Carol, I..."

could finish, she tiptoed up and

to push her away, but she pressed in

his reluctance, Carol

Drained you dry? Maybe we should

darkened,

it when you wear a uniform. I'll buy you

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