Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Nathan had just finished whipping up dinner when Carol settled into her seat, about to dig in, when her phone pinged with a new message.

It was a text from Listina, complete with a snapshot - a stolen moment from her last smooch session with Felix. The details of their lips locked were

embarrassingly clear.

The sight killed Carol's appetite stone dead. She scrolled through the chat history - it was all Lizzie talking to herself.

Bragging about how Felix spent the day with her, how he brought her treats, took her shopping, and kissed her, etc. Carol hadn't replied even once,

but she hadn't blocked Lizzie either - it was her way to keep tabs on Felix.

After the picture from Listina, another text cin.

[Last tI wanted to end you, but Felix still swept in to save me.]

Carol set her phone down, feeling a wave of ennui. It was the sold song and dance. How good Felix was to her, how much he loved her.

She poked at the shrimp on her plate, ate a couple out of obligation, and sipped schicken soup.

Barely halfway full, she put down her utensils and announced she was leaving. Nathan jumped up to see her out.

Fiona, thinking Nathan returned, wheeled herself over to the door, only to

standing there.

in surprise as he asked, “Is

Felix. Make yourself at

the foyer, a gift in hand

been busy looking after Carol recently and hadn't found the tto cby. After placing the gift aside, Felix noticed the lavish

with three place

hardly anyone else visited their home,

guys

warning to never bring up Carol

a friend of

narrowed his eyes and took

Fiona rolled towards the kitchen to pour swater, Felix stopped her, “Don’t worry about it; I've

were sweaty. She had never lied to him before and felt her nerves were giving

brother said

already bringing her hfor

words, and after a tense ten seconds, she

Lizzie tying

itching for a cigarette, but he