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.

how to react. When Carol stepped back,

ruined." "I'll make you another one, right away," he stuttered,

lipstick that morning; she stood to the side, clutching her purse with an air of

prepared another cup of coffee and, with his hands

on this

took a sip and listened as he explained, "The coffee beans here aren't the best, and the machine is only semi-automatic. If you prefer a hand- ground brew,

you make mulled wine?" she

"Then next time, make mulled wine. Add sapples and a bit of orange peel." "Will do." Nathan's mind was a whirlwind, as if he could hear the sound of

door, all eyes turned

detached look, and his gad on the faint trace of lipstick on Nathan's cheek.

Nathan was Felix's friend, the boss didn't

to breakout on his back.