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,

from his

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

was the quintessential

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

there to

wept far more bitterly when she lost her parents. When his own mother had jumped off the building,

they were just kids back

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

dump her.

arms wrap around his

nudged her awake. Her hand was injured, and she was

of tiredness after just a few steps and asked

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

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

ready to head

making dinner without prompting.

I want

He glanced at her,

put off by its strong smell. But seeing him so decisive in

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

the durian? I was just saying it. I