Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The groomsmen were all new business partners he'd met after climbing the social ladder, with the exception of his one true friend, Nathan.

As he glanced over at the groomsmen's area, he noticed Nathan's absence, which caused his brow to furrow slightly.

He was about to call Nathan-where could he possibly be at a critical tlike this?-but then his phone rang. With a hint of cheer in his voice, he answered.

"Mr. Brown, it appears Ms. Miller has taken a runner from the wedding." His initially upturned lips instantly drooped, and his eyes darkened.

"What about the car?" "We're in pursuit, but suddenly there's a slew of trucks on the road blocking us, and we've lost track of Mrs. Brown," the voice on the other end explained.

Felix yanked off his tie, hopped into the wedding limo parked beside him, and floored the accelerator, speeding away in an instant. Outside, the guests who had been waiting were exchanging puzzled looks, clueless about what had just happened. But they knew something was up when Felix drove off like a bat out of hell.

Thankfully, the master of ceremonies was a pro; he ushered the guests into the hotel to wait.

flicked on the GPS tracker,

shared the location with his crew and kept his bloodshot eyes on the road ahead. For a moment, nothing else existed in his

the sky. Drawing a deep breath, he abandoned the limo and signaled the chopper to pick him up. His sharp suit was now

cin handy one day—just not this soon. It was

had tampered with the bracelet, determined to follow her

had been erased from her future

flew

see cars racing out of city. He pursed his lips et silent one

handed him and, upon recognizing the driver of

by Nathan wasn't nearly as

down as

no answer, he

out of the bag about eloping