Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol had made it clear that she was going to see Nathan the next day, no joke about it.

That evening, riding in Nathan's car back home, she still insisted he stop five hundred meters from her place so she could walk the rest of the way.

After a moment's thought, Nathan reached over and handed her a little cupcake he'd prepared. It was cheaper than the fancy desserts Carol usually indulged in. She had never tried any cupcake from home-base bakeries before; Abner wouldn't have it, always steering her clear from such pastries.

Yet, now presented with this beautifully crafted cupcake, she couldn't resist taking it.

"Thanks." "What tyou coming tomorrow?" "Nathan, you really aren't scared, are you?" Carol was a tad surprised. He had seemed terrified before, but now he actually looked forward to it.

an eyebrow, settling back into her seat, "Is that so?

he wasn't one of us." Carol leaned forward, reaching for the cigarette by his hand, intending to light it up. But Nathan quickly stopped her, "That's a cheap brand, too harsh. Next tI'll

much was clear, or he wouldn't be entertaining thoughts about

leaned back slowly, listening as

special. Girls have chased after me, et but after a day with me, they'd run straight to Felix. He's got this magnetism, always been a hit with the ladies. Even when he was broke, they lined up for him, not to mention the ones who wanted to be his sugar mama, practically queuing up." Carol snorted softly; she did admit that much. Felix's face was indeed a magnet, innocent when he feigned naivety, ruthless when he meant business - exactly what women fell for. Content belongs to sŵShe didn't

Carol got home, Felix was already there. He had been coming hearly lately, despite claiming that he was swamped with the Miller

dining table, unpacking it, and digging in with

looked up at her. Seeing her

start eating this stuff?" There was a bit of