Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Curtis couldn't help but beam with joy upon hearing the news, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile.

"That's fantastic! Your mother and I have prepared your dowry, and what's best is that the young man lives just down the block. A mere ten-minute walk and you're home, which is so convenient. It's always better to avoid long-distance relationships; in case something goes wrong, we wouldn't be able to help you as quickly."

Zoey chuckled, "I know, I'm quite fond of him."

That very night, Curtis immediately discussed with Miranda the idea of buying Zoey her own place, preferably in the same neighborhood, to serve as her marital home.

It would be perfect for her and her future husband to live close by, and it would make it easier for them to visit Zoey whenever they wished.

The couple began to tally their savings straight away and decided to inquire about any available properties in the area.

Upon learning that there was a listing available, they planned to view it the next day.

Zoey, however, had a restless night filled with dreams.

In her dreams, there was a blurred face of a man she tried to see clearly, but it remained elusive.

When she woke up, she felt uneasy, rubbing her temples.

The dream was so vivid it left her feeling a touch anxious.

Thankfully, her phone rang at that moment, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was Henry Sullivan, the man she had taken a liking to.

They had met previously at an event. Henry was a piano teacher, with a gentle and elegant demeanor.

the time she stepped out

seat,

overslept," she apologized. Henry, hands on the wheel, reached

candy, smiled, and slipped it

didn't

crisp white suit, his eyes warm and

two years her senior, both of them at the age where their families were nudging

I booked is usually packed. You might want to grab a bite to tide

the place he had mentioned - the most famous restaurant in

Zion City was a secondary town, the restaurant's reputation was

looked slightly apologetic as he gripped the steering wheel, "They start taking reservations at 10 PM, and although I managed to get us in, our table might not be ready for another

Zoey quickly reassured him.

worries, I'm not that

arrived at

VIP lounge on the ground floor was buzzing with customers waiting to dine, and waiters

a spot

as their number was about to be called, an announcement

and gentlemen, we

who cannot be served, you are invited to dine for free tomorrow with your current reservation number We regret any inconvenience

rose from the crowd, but the promise of

the dinner cost was

years and had never heard

to inquire with the staff about the situation, but