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 him a

before she could act, Abner

a

almost forgot, you've grown

Sometimes, in the blink of an

froze, unsure of

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

softly, pushing the house

this is what you ordered.

thaw the coldest hearts, a warm spring in

“Thanks.”

Everyone began to eat.

like when she planned to get married, if her family was pushing her to go

dates.

to care, but his

My mom hopes I'll settle down by next

Next year, huh.

glance shifted

together, his brow slightly

to pry further when lan blurted out

what about you? Don't you have someone you're into? Heard you were head over heels. How's

twitched in annoyance, understanding why Abner

everyone, probably not the first time,

face shifted, his grip on the

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

"Shut up!"

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

holed up