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

and where Abner

Felix was placing Listina right next door. How

that followed, Carol felt like a zombie, her mind a

like a

irony of it all—Felix

two-month engagement, once filled with hope, now hung in

to die, but Felix's cold voice brought

still waiting for your

not recognizing the man in the expensive suit before

keep hysterically fighting, but real

estate and had the

he never cback himself, probably

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

becan endless, torturous

cleared, grasping the full extent

estate for a month, she still couldn't bring herself to grovel in front of

date loomed

in the car seat,

pardon, Abner would remain behind bars. As his ungrateful daughter,

something.

and Carol, nauseated at the sight of Felix, turned her

phone rang—it was

and in good spirits, she couldn't

voice was soft and

Felix

"lam."

tease him too

tonight's gathering, as everyone trickled out,

you need help, just tell

Felix, who was leisurely fixing his clothes,