Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

He'd been in the hospital room for half an hour. When he stepped out, he spotted Carol perched on a bench in the corridor, nodding

off with exhaustion.

At the sound of the door, she jerked awake and scurried over to him. As they entered the elevator together, she watched his face

carefully, making sure he wasn't still mad at her. Only then did she slip her arm through his.

"Is Listina awake now? Does that mean you don't have to worry anymore? Can you chevery day now?"

"Carol."

He called her nand clasped her hand, "I don't want to break up with you."

Her eyes sparkled at his words, and she nearly leaped onto his back with joy.

neither, I don't want to break up. Don't mind my dad. He just wantsto be with someone 'matched for marriage’. He even

threatened to cut off my credit card and took back the villa and my car. But I won't give in."

Her eyes shone brightly, and a smile curled on her lips, "Felix, as long as you don't let go of my hand, I'll be by your side forever."

Much later, Carol would recall these words and realize how right Zion was; she had been too young to understand how difficult the

journey of “forever” could be.

She was the only one holding on, while the other seemed to treat it all like a passing joke, a spectator watching her determination.

True to Abner’s word, that very night Carol's bank card was frozen. During her twith Felix, she had barely spent a dime.

monthly allowance of hundreds of thousands, now she was just paying

job at the diner wasn't taken seriously; she was often late, which cost

with less

her card cut off, she needed to find a way to

her father forbade, she'd do out of spite. Whatever Felix discouraged, she'd

the core.

to earn 500 dollars? Worst case was to

Felix.

energy left for intimacy with Felix. She

the couch and fall asleep in

too much effort. She'd never worked this

a convenience

does it feel so exhausting? How have you

as much

Once wealthy and indifferent to others' opinions while working at the diner, now, stripped of her luxury

bags, and clothes, she started

a

apply face cream every day when I got home. Now my dad's taken even that away.

items

friends not to help her

without cream. She touched her own cheek and felt a surge

no serum, no moisturizer. How am I supposed to live

complaints and then fell asleep in his arms. Working two jobs, she was

she drifted

head in his palm as he sat on the sofa, gazing down at her face. Dark circles had formed under

meticulous care of her skin, even applying body lotion to

life had been one of luxury, and she never neglected