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 sister, so instinctively, she wanted to pour

Abner had

offered a

almost forgot, you've grown up

melancholy. Sometimes, in the blink of an

hand froze, unsure of

she and lan should excuse themselves, but there was no easy way

pushing the house

is what you ordered. Dig

could thaw the coldest hearts,

“Thanks.”

Everyone began to eat.

with a few questions, like when she planned to get married, if her family

dates.

but his ears were pricked

are. My mom hopes I'll settle down

Next year, huh.

shifted involuntarily

tightly together, his brow slightly furrowed in

pry further

someone you're into? Heard you were head

annoyance, understanding why Abner found

of everyone, probably not the first time, no wonder he

shifted, his grip on the

his

"Shut up!"

the matter, shy?

just holed up