Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

After Cornelia and Elvis had left, Maja grabbed Carol's hand with an urgency that brooked no delay.

"Spill it, what's up?" Carol shook her head, her gaze drifting to the fruit bowl on the coffee table. "Just wanted to check on you." "You drove here yourself?" "Yep." Carol found herself struggling to broach the subject of Felix.

Back when Maja was still playing cat and mouse with lan, she always raved about how wonderful Felix was. But in the end, she was left with egg on her face.

Now, it seemed she couldn't bring herself to mention Felix to anyone.

The whole social circle was waiting to see her fall flat on her face again - and they had already had a good chuckle once before. Carol forced a smile, then heard Maja's voice cut through the tension. "Felix isn't still on his knees at home, is he?" "How did you know?" "He showed up out of the blue at Greenfield Gardens yesterday. Dropped to his knees with a thud in front of me, crying and begging. I thought I was watching a soap opera." A situation that was suffocatingly awkward was suddenly turned on its head by Maja's flippancy, and Carol felt an unexpected urge to laugh.

The weight on her shoulders seemed to lift a little.

a servant to

cdownstairs, announcing he had a quick meeting

check-up with the doctor for tomorrow at noon. And that stroller you wanted? It should be air-shipped here by this afternoon. As for those flowers you asked for, they have such a short bloom t- just three days - so they

and lan had completely overlooked her presence? — 1lan glanced at the clock again tto waste. He instructed everyone else in the villa to take good care of their guest and hurried off to his car.

really something,"

her. "Wasn't it you who toldnever to get involved with him?" Carol was taken aback, memories flooding back of a twhen lan was hell-bent on

things would turn out like this?

like you've got dark circles under your eyes. Didn't sleep well last night?" Carol wasn't in the mood to eat, shaking her head as the sound of

out on the couch, choosing to escape into sleep. It was a