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.”

she leaned her head against his shoulder, still feeling a

ahead; after a while, he heard sniffles coming from his shoulder.

beauty, turning heads wherever she went. She was outspoken by nature, bossing Felix around within

the quintessential rich

his shirt as they fell. He felt a surge of irritation and, without

to

when she lost her parents. When his own mother had jumped off the building, he couldn't

they were just

enjoyed years of a pampered life. What more did she want? He should hate her. Soon he'd

dump her.

wrap around

apartment that he nudged her awake. Her hand was injured, and

fussy. Now she complained of tiredness after

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

couldn't open it. He unscrewed the cap and held

instantly, and after a few sips, she was ready to head back to her apartment.

making dinner without prompting.

I want a

glanced at her, grabbed his keys and left. Soon,

put off by its strong smell. But seeing

request. Now a durian cost over twenty dollars, and Felix probably never

I was just saying it. I really