Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

When Felix returned home, he found the sprawling suburban house still ablaze with lights.

Carol was planted on the couch, lost in ssion the TV.

He draped his coat over the armchair and turned to the nanny with a question.

"Did she have dinner yet?" "Mrs. Brown wasn't feeling hungry," the nanny replied.

His gaze shifted to Carol. Even with his return, she didn't spare him a glance.

A pang of sourness hit his heart, but he pushed it down and took a seat beside her.

"Why aren't you hungry?" "I wanted to call Maja about something." He shot a look to his assistant, who immediately fetched Carol's cell phone.

walked

message from Nathan flashed on the

low, and held the phone to her ear. Felix's voice, laced with an odd persistence

her whenever I want. She can never be rid of me." Carol stared blankly at

hurriedly sent over

was drinking with me. In vino veritas, Carol. He really doesn't love you." Carol found it almost comical. She didn't need Nathan to tell her

than anyone that Felix didn't love

stir. But now, with the suspicion of being pregnant, she felt restless, fearing that if she didn't leave the next day, she might never get

to

that evening,

do with the child? Was he planning to hand the baby over to Listina to raise after birth and then marry her? That was Felix's plan - calculating even a child into his

weren't ruthless, he would never