Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

But clearly, the thoughtful gifts she had carefully picked out were nothing more than props for Felix's grand gestures to others. He despised her so much that he probably felt disgusted even receiving her gifts.

Carol wandered around the living room, spotting that every single one of her presents was there. She couldn't help but laugh at it, and her laughter peeled out genuinely.

Nathan stood before her, a bundle of nerves, now regretting not having bought a house in Greenfield. Then, at least, he wouldn't have had to watch Carol sit in his cramped living room. She was born with a silver spoon, rightfully nurtured by privilege and wealth, not meant to be in his rundown backyard.

Nathan was yearning for a woman's touch. He wasn't a head-turner like Felix; his features were too ordinary, easily lost in a crowd. When he got that car, swoman at the office started looking his way. He had his fun a few times, but soon she left him for not being able to afford other luxuries.

him to Crystalbrook Valley, and upon his return, he got a promotion

his good buddy Felix took over the Miller Group and roped him in as a manager. His salary skyrocketed; now he was pulling in tens of thousands a

to comfort himself with that thought. He just hadn't met the right

knew where he stood with Carol. Without the Miller family's crisis, a beauty and heiress like her wouldn't have given him the tof day.

talk to Carol, share a roof with her. Nathan might not have been the most capable at work, but he excelled in devotion. If Carol showed the slightest interest, he was

lounging

you stay here, Ms. Miller? I'll cook us sdinner; I can start right now." "You any good in the kitchen?" "Decent enough." After all, he had been the one to look

who was now peacefully expecting her baby to be born; she didn't want her to have any mood swing. So she decided to stay, which seemed like a fine option. "Sure, go ahead. I fancy sshrimp." A gleam sparked