Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Leonard didn't say a word as he picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, only to start coughing violently.

Bernie passed his handkerchief over to him. It had been years since he and Leonard had shared a meal like this.

Leonard was still coughing, looking like he might pass out at any moment.

Bernie thought to himself that the man across from him had truly aged. Back when Yvonne was making a fuss about marrying

Leonard, the man could still crack a whip, though he'd only done it for show and never had the heart to actually hit anyone.

Even when Bernard had knelt outside their house for two days, Leonard had watched from the window, turning to Yvonne to say,

"Just watch, he'll leave after two hours at most. Don't forget what the seer said, you two aren't meant to be. He'll only bring you

trouble."

"Dad! Stop talking nonsense; what era do you think this is, still believing in that stuff?"

"You don't believe the seer’s predictions? When your mother couldn't conceive, he foretold she'd have a daughter."

Yvonne fell silent then, her heart aching as she looked at Bernard kneeling outside.

Leonard scoffed, convinced the young man wouldn't last much longer. But what he hadn't anticipated was just how stubborn both

Bernard and Yvonne were.

Eventually, as Bernard wobbled on the brink of collapse, Yvonne couldn't bear it any longer and dropped to her knees alongside

him.

known each other for so many years. I know what kind of man he is. Just letmarry

dote on your grandson and enjoy your twilight years,

and seeing his daughter kneel down, he couldn't bring himself to

married soon after. But a

she was too busy. Then, without any

and on, like the end

a letter he had been holding and pressed it down on the table with one finger, "Bernard,

still alive, she wouldn't want to see you

immediately reach for the letter but sneered

a hypocrite? They always tellto let go, but would they be

back. I need her to tellin person why she did what she

he slowly closed his eyes. His fingertip remained on the letter,

didn't even know what to say anymore, his fingers starting to shake.

tablecloth off the table.

what people are saying? They say Yvonne betrayed me, that the

spent a year abroad together. Ssay her true love was always

she

violently again, his grip tightening on the envelope, "Nonsense,

his eyes, "Everyone's saying it. Otherwise, why

kill herself? Isn't it a strange coincidence that her first love was accidentally gunned down at a concert abroad

before she took her

anger, "Bernard, is that what you think

I supposed to think?! Why did she kill herself? Why