Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

She couldn't quite pin down why she was so utterly infatuated with lan. The moment she first laid eyes on him, she felt an intense

connection that seemed to tether her very soul to his.

A smile curled her lips just thinking about a future with him by her side, forever and always. She was boiling over with excitement,

eager for all of this to cto an end.

She fastened her movements with increased urgency, determined to optimize every last data point to perfection.

At 2 p.m. sharp, Bernard stepped out of his car and approached the quaint cottage.

The guard at the door had long been replaced with one of his own men - a change that happened two years prior.

He entered the premises without incident, but as he was about to step into the cottage, hesitation gripped him for a moment.

The familiar facade tugged at his heartstrings, leaving a bittersweet taste in his mouth. Yet, in the blink of an eye, he composed

himself.

Occasionally, helicopters would buzz overhead - no doubt the other side's attempt to survey the area.

But Bernard was fearless. The area was locked down tight. Unless they were willing to risk the hostages inside, they wouldn't dare

make a bold move.

And after tonight, he'd be free to escape through the underground passage to the border, never to return.

His smile widened at the thought. Upon entering the room, he couldn't even bear to glance at the kitchen - Yvonne's once favorite

haunt.

the upper floor had been

yet he had never visited before.

glanced up at him, nodding

"Mr. March, you've arrived."

Lingery followed close behind him. And when Queena

instantly flushed

doppelganger?

excellent fighting skills, Bernard's trusted bodyguard. Bernard took a seat in

fixed outside, quiet and

had sensed something was amiss, but they were too scared to venture out or

communications had been jammed. Bernard's lips twisted into a smirk as he watched the

much like caged birds.

fierce the onslaught from outside, his external forces

held this

was already turned off. At this critical juncture, he wouldn't allow any interruptions. He

his son and

outside began to blare, urging Bernard to surrender for leniency, to

the experiments

no errors."

assured, everything is

helicopters periodically circled overhead. The loudspeakers continued

Bernard to avoid

remained eerily silent.

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