Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol had no idea how to react, only remembering the office that day was a scene straight out of a soap opera.

She couldn't recall how many times she slapped Felix; it must have been a lot. And when he finally held her in his embrace, she

was still screaming obscenities at him.

She had never lost her composure like this. She was born a Miller, and never before had she been played for such a fool.

Felix, Listina, Nathan—they'd spun her around like a top.

She was such an idiot, she couldn't blListina for scolding her. She knew how resistant Felix had been at the beginning.

But she overestimated her own charm.

What a joke—a huge, pathetic joke.

She didn't remember how that day ended, now it all seemed like a blur. Only the media frenzy that followed was clear, detailing the

tragic car accident from years ago that claimed three lives on the spot.

One was Felix's father; the others were Listina's parents.

So that was it.

Felix had been out for vengeance for his fiancée all along.

He had never loved her. It was all a gto him, which is why he could walk away so easily.

He'd swiftly becthe president of the Miller Group, executing a ruthless corporate shake-up, and moved Listina into the

neighboring mansion that he'd bought for her—a mansion that stood in stark contrast to the Miller family estate that Carol had

in and where Abner

was placing Listina right next door.

the days that followed, Carol felt like a zombie,

like

the irony of it all—Felix actually

once filled with hope, now hung in

to die, but Felix's cold

still waiting for

the man in

keep hysterically fighting, but

Miller estate and had the housekeeper watch her

himself,

was with Carol, she'd fly off the handle, cursing like

becan endless, torturous

cleared, grasping the

still couldn't bring

date loomed closer,

car seat, Carol bit

remain

something.

nauseated at the

phone rang—it was

pregnant and in good spirits, she couldn't hide

Maja's voice

Felix away,

"lam."

not to tease him too much in her condition,

trickled out, Maja's thoughts lingered

help,

who was leisurely