Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol felt restless and irritable, deciding to retreat to her bedroom for an afternoon nap.

In the late afternoon, as the doctor arrived for a house call to examine her, he prescribed medication to help sustain her pregnancy. Hesitating, she eventually asked, "If I don't want to keep the baby, is now the best tto have an abortion?" The doctor's hands trembled with the medication, his eyes darting towards Felix.

Felix's face was dark and intense as he stared at her unwaveringly.

"Do you not want this child, or do you not want me?" Carol's heart skipped a beat, the image of him leaping from the helicopter replaying in her mind.

The sense of helplessness irritated her, yet the thought of compromise tasted bitter.

She felt like a butterfly trapped in a glass jar, unable to break through the invisible barrier.

The doctor, sensing the tension, quietly packed up his things and left.

Carol remained silent, her hand subconsciously resting on her still-flat belly.

The living room fell into silence. She lowered her lashes, catching sight of Felix sitting down beside her, then pulling her into his embrace, burying his head in the crook of her neck.

intended to push him away, but as her hand touched him, she felt his wet cheeks. His shoulders were slightly shaking. Suddenly at a loss for words, she

now she was acutely

were tears? She had cried many times before, to the point where she no longer

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her, grabbed

Carol's heart, as if bitten

suddenly

perusing the latest financial news at Greenfield Gardens

she thought of Carol and, holding her nose, allowed him to be shown in. When she first laid eyes

to the floor as she

this." lan, who was upstairs with sdocuments for her, hurried down

kneeling by the coffee table, his eyebrows

Brown?" It seemed the possibility of Carol aborting their child had

tears were already rolling down