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.

and I'm no match for him." Carol raised an eyebrow, settling

clueless about where to go. I have a little sister, and we were all just scraping by, but I saw ambition in him. He'd be up in the dead of night, watching lectures, taking notes. Even then, I knew 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 get something better." Carol put it down, sensing Nathan's eagerness to please. She wasn't impressed by Nathan's looks or his background, but she had

saint; that much was clear,

back slowly, listening as

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

He had been coming hearly lately, despite claiming that he was swamped with the Miller

ignored him, placing the cupcake on the dining table, unpacking it, and digging

sitting on the couch, looked up at her. Seeing her eat a

this stuff?" There was a bit of cupcake frosting left on the spoon, and he felt an urge