Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

His gaze swept past her toward the hospital room where Listina lay, as if ensuring that Carol hadn't stirred up any trouble again.

Carol found herself at a loss for words. Clutching the fruit basket tightly, she entered the elevator in silence.

Felix didn’t head straight to Listina's room but followed Carol and pressed the elevator button. A palpable tension hung between

them until Carol broke the silence.

“] won't cto visit anymore, sorry. I just thought with your part-tjob and taking care of her, it must be exhausting. I wanted

to help, but I didn’t realize she dislikedso much.”

The elevator descended slowly, soon reaching the lobby. She handed the fruit basket to a passing visitor, who thanked her

profusely and walked away, basket in hand.

A nurse noticed Carol's wounded hand and immediately took her to get stitches. Felix stayed by her side the whole time,

occasionally glancing at his phone to check messages.

After her wound was taken care of, Felix saw her onto the bus. Carol took her seat and saw Felix sit down too. Her heart softened,

“Aren’t you going to see Listina?”

“] need to make sure you get hfirst. You're injured; it’s not convenient for you.”

evaporated, and she leaned her head against his shoulder, still feeling a

gazed ahead; after a while, he heard sniffles coming from his shoulder. He turned to

she went. She was outspoken by nature, bossing Felix

dating. She was the quintessential rich

felt a surge of irritation and, without thinking, he pressed her head to his

there to cry

parents. When his own mother had jumped off

just kids

years of a pampered life. What more did she want? He should hate her.

dump her.

her arms wrap around his waist. Carol relied on these small gestures, clinging to

that he nudged her

of tiredness after just a few steps and

to her home, but without a word, Felix entered a 24-hour convenience store and returned with

at him, claiming she couldn't open it. He unscrewed the cap and

and after a few sips, she was ready to head back to her apartment. Resting until evening,

making dinner without prompting.

I want

was an expensive fruit for Felix. He glanced at her, grabbed his keys and left. Soon, he returned with a

by its strong smell. But

her request. Now a durian cost over twenty dollars, and Felix probably never had such an expensive

durian? I was just saying it. I really can’t stand