Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The boss, with his voice paused, glanced towards the break room with a confused expression.

Felix's gaze followed suit, but instead of heading over, he continued to scrutinize the data in his hands.

"Make the changes. I don't want to hear any 'what ifs."" "Sure, sure." His presence was so commanding that it silenced any potential rebuttal.

Passing the report across the table, Felix glanced at his watch, and realized it was tfor the meeting on this floor.

He stood up and strode towards the conference room.

Inside the break room, Nathan stared at the shattered coffee mug on the floor.

The milky coffee was spreading everywhere, and his collar was still warm from where Carol had pulled him close, leaving a fleeting kiss on his cheek.

stepped back, she flicked to the spilled

make you another one, right away," he stuttered, fumbling with

shade of lipstick that morning; she stood

with his hands trembling, handed it to

to a meeting on this floor." He grabbed a mop and started

the best, and the machine is only semi-automatic. If you prefer a hand- ground brew, I could set that up at home." She didn't really enjoy the office coffee,

make mulled

sapples and a bit of orange peel." "Will do." Nathan's mind was a whirlwind, as if he could hear the sound of blossoms unfurling. After cleaning up and washing his hands, he rushed off to the conference room. The meeting had started three minutes ago,

the door, all eyes turned

the head of the table, gave detached look, and his gad on the faint trace of lipstick on Nathan's cheek. S It was barely noticeable-unless

Nathan was Felix's friend, the boss didn't dare comment further and just continued with

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