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.

on one knee,”

hesitated for just a

as she placed her foot

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

knock-offs!

she felt him grasp

Carol, and

had only intended to play, like in the movies, but he

thought he was shy in

want to

tugged on his tie, pulling him

slowly standing up.

nervous, are

“No.”

got up and walked towards

he was

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

Nathan a text, asking for another bottle right

with

no choice but to send another

it in half an

Half an hour? Is Ms. Miller

massage his temple, the throbbing

no response,

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

kill you.]

Carol called

“Just need to take out the trash from the

you're talking about

they often went

really

“Carol, I..."

could finish, she tiptoed

away, but she pressed

reluctance, Carol

for you these past months? Drained you

face darkened,

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

a