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

up in and where Abner still

placing Listina right next door. How

followed, Carol felt like a zombie, her mind

seemed like

the irony of it all—Felix actually proposing marriage

two-month engagement, once filled with hope,

wanted to die, but Felix's cold voice brought her

still waiting

blankly, not recognizing the man in the expensive suit

thought she'd keep hysterically fighting, but real despair

Miller estate and had the housekeeper watch

cback himself, probably retreating

Carol, she'd fly off the handle, cursing

endless, torturous

grasping the full extent of

estate for a month, she still

loomed closer, the pressure

in the car seat, Carol

remain behind bars. As his ungrateful

something.

nauseated at the sight of Felix, turned her head

rang—it was

and

voice was soft

Felix away,

"lam."

careful not to tease him too much in her condition,

everyone trickled out, Maja's

help, just

leisurely fixing his clothes, and