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.

loss for how to react. When Carol stepped

one, right away," he stuttered, fumbling

subtle shade of lipstick that morning; she stood to the side, clutching her purse

with

go. I've got to head to a meeting on this

semi-automatic. If you prefer a hand- ground brew, I could set

mulled wine?"

whirlwind, as if he could hear the sound of blossoms unfurling. After cleaning up and washing his hands, he rushed off to the

he pushed open the door,

and his gad on the faint trace of lipstick on Nathan's cheek. S It was barely

as Nathan apologized, "Sorry for being late." Knowing Nathan was Felix's friend, the boss didn't dare comment

Felix's intermittent scrutiny, which caused a cold sweat to breakout on his back. Content belongs to ŚwIt was