Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja flashed a bright smile at Shirley. "Con in, saved you a seat."

Shirley unwrapped the lightweight cashmere scarf from her neck and immediately spotted Abner, dressed in black.

Abner sat ramrod straight, not looking her way.

A twinge of inexplicable sourness hit Shirley's heart as she followed Maja into the private dining room.

Maja pulled out a chair for her, and she murmured a "Thanks."

Just moments ago, Abner had been sarcastic with lan, but now he was as still as a statue, utterly silent.

Shirley took the initiative to break the ice.

“Abner, long tno see.”

Abner's posture stiffened even more, and it took him a few seconds to grunt out a response. "Yeah."

Regret crept into Shirley's mind for coming here; her presence seemed to have stirred an awkward tension in the air.

Maja handed her ssilverware, and she thanked her again.

The atmosphere in the private room was indeed delicate. After a long pause, Abner mustered up the courage to speak.

“It's been a while.”

lan thought Abner was quite the actor, probably had been keeping tabs on Shirley for stime.

Rumors painted Abner as a madman, merciless when dealing with rivals, even capable of going to extremes when provoked.

Now he seemed lost, staring into his plate, clearly uncomfortable.

the epitof a caring elder

act, Abner had already poured one for

offered a

forgot, you've grown

of melancholy. Sometimes, in the blink of an eye,

hand froze, unsure of what to

lan should excuse themselves, but there was no

coughed softly, pushing the house

is what you ordered.

hearts, a warm

“Thanks.”

Everyone began to eat.

she planned to

dates.

but his ears were pricked

mom hopes I'll settle down by next

Next year, huh.

shifted involuntarily

tightly together, his brow

didn't dare to pry further

someone you're into? Heard you were

twitched in annoyance, understanding why Abner found lan

front of everyone, probably not the first time, no wonder he wasn't

his grip

looked at Shirley, who was also looking his way. Their eyes met, and he recoiled as if

"Shut up!"

food, continuing to tease, "What's the matter, shy? At

just holed up with your guns and