Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

When Felix got back, Carol was already gone, and it was the housekeeper who opened the door for him.

He glanced around the living room, found it deserted, and casually yanked off his tie.

"Where is she?"

"Ms. Miller had to go out for something," the housekeeper replied.

Felix looked up at the clock on the wall; it was already six in the evening, dinner time, and tonight was Christmas’ Eve.

The housekeeper noticed the mud at the bottom of his trousers and gasped in surprise.

"Sir, did something happen on your way home?"

The staff at the Millers’ were all recent hires - Felix's own people. The previous staff had all been dismissed.

Only President Miller's former assistant remained, now working for Felix.

"It's nothing."

Tonight was Christmas’ Eve, but there was no festive atmosphere in the house.

No Christmas' decorations on the walls, no lanterns in the yard.

After changing upstairs, Felix cback down to see a lavish dinner spread out on the table.

At the center was a massive lobster, Carol's favorite. He used to prepare it often, but since they had fallen out, they hardly shared

a meal.

He glanced at the clock again - seven o'clock, and Carol still hadn't returned.

and the housekeeper went to answer it. In

soaked through, and upon seeing Felix, he asked in

his head and settled

the housekeeper couldn't help but ask,

over on

had stayed in place to wait for the insurance

eager to get back

But Carol wasn't there.

others not daring to intrude, exchanging glances

the middle untouched, just nibbled at

a small sip of coffee, the doorbell

- she had her

to open the door and found Listina standing outside. Her eyes

arms around his waist.

I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad. I'll never scold her that way again. Don't marry her; I'm begging you,

was momentarily frozen by

he cto his senses, he said sternly,

faster

have Christmas’ dinner with me. It hurts, Felix. Cto my place; I've cooked

"I'll cover tomorrow."

tonight. It's Christmas' Eve.

up at him

cheeks when

front of

and instinctively pushed Listina

unnoticed, a limited edition handbag slung over her shoulder, her

them into

weren't for Felix's pity, you'd have lost this place long ago. The

company is Brown's

all over, turning to look