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 letmarry

healthy baby boy. Then you can dote on your grandson and enjoy your twilight years, wouldn't

kneel down, he couldn't bring himself to object any

the couple got engaged and married soon after. But a year into their marriage, Yvonne stopped

without

on and on, like

pulled out a letter he had been holding and pressed it down on the table with one

wouldn't want to see you

reach for

everyone out there is a hypocrite? They always tellto let go, but

I just want Yvonne back. I need her to tellin person why she

he slowly closed his eyes.

his fingers starting to shake. Bernard raised his

tablecloth off the table.

saying? They say Yvonne betrayed me, that the child wasn't mine, and that's why she felt

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

me, that she marriedout

coughed violently again, his grip tightening on the envelope,

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

a strange coincidence that her first love was accidentally gunned

month before she took

lips, shaking with anger,

Why did she kill herself? Why did she leavein such agony? And the best