Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Felix had already taken the medication. His eyes twinkled as he scooped her up in his arms and made his way to the bed. The night

was still a whirlwind of activity.

Carol rose early for work, leaving the house before dawn crept over the horizon. Felix headed off to his own job.

At lunchtime, he stopped by to see Listina. Her cheeks were rosy today; a subtle, persistent smile betrayed her good spirits.

"Felix, really, you shouldn't spend so much next time. I know money's tight for you."

He thought she was referring to the birthday gift and nodded, "It didn't cost much."

Liar, she thought. She had looked it up online; that skincare set was around 1.5 grand, a luxury she had never indulged in before.

"By the way, where's Nathan? I haven't seen him since my surgery. Was he busy?"

"He got sent off to Crystalbrook Valley for a while, but he's back now. Said he'd cby this afternoon."

"That's good. I've missed him. It's too bad I can't celebrate my birthday out with you guys. We could've gone to our favorite diner -

cheap prices and the owner's a gem."

Felix remained silent, pouring her a glass of water.

Nathan did show up that afternoon, his eyes full of mischief at the sight of Felix. The success of Listina's surgery was largely thanks

to the influence of the Miller family.

Carol probably still had no clue about the relationship between Felix and Listina. Nathan nudged Felix's shoulder in a conspiratorial

all but said he'd keep

his phone as it started to ring

Nathan, who was curious about how Felix got on with Carol behind closed

a TV , and

with a simple, "Carol, I really don't need it. Don't buy it

was, shopping for clothes

stopped at a random clothes store at

set her back 200. Carol's rent was due next month, and

she was left with 700 - a tight

had just splurged on that expensive gift for her; she felt

of a money transfer - Felix had sent her

drowned out by honking cars, Carol had an

without

heart with the smallest of gestures. As if afraid she'd refuse his gift, he sent her

message.

yourself a

in bargain-bin attire - something she

before, saying it made her skin itch. He had

curled

[Thanks, honey.]

she was about to head inside, a snide voice reached her ears. It was

barb.

around this shop? Don't tellyou're

a new flame, aiming for another heir. Have you been cast

leveling up

face darkened on spot,

sneered at Carol's cheap attire, gloating

my business, but it'll be a shnot to see Ms. Miller at the galas anymore. Look at what you've been