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.

I know what kind of man he is. Just

baby boy. Then you can dote on your grandson and enjoy your twilight

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

engaged and married soon after. But a year into their marriage, Yvonne stopped visiting her parents.

busy. Then, without any warning signs, Yvonne becpregnant, and everyone

on,

had been holding and pressed it down on the table with one

alive, she wouldn't want to see you

for the letter but

always tellto let go, but would they be able

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

trembled, and he slowly closed his

anymore, his fingers starting to

tablecloth off the table.

They say Yvonne betrayed me, that the

year abroad together. Ssay her true love was always

me, that she marriedout

tightening on the

glint of frenzy in his eyes, "Everyone's saying

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

a month before she took her own

shaking with anger, "Bernard, is that what you

supposed to think?! Why did she kill herself? Why did she leavein such agony? And the best part? The