Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1978

Chapter 1978

After leaving Mark's place, Shirley received a call from her dad.

"Shirley, Mark said you two had a row. Try to be a bit more understanding, will you? The guy's swamped with lab work. Can't you just sit down and talk it out? You're not one for arguments, what's gotten into you?"

Shirley felt a lump in her throat and couldn't hold back any longer.

"Dad, this is between us younger folks. Please, stay out of it. You said it yourself, I don't like arguing. So, clearly, he's the one at fault."

"What fault can Mark possibly have? We've known the lad for years. Don't be so headstrong."

Tears welled up in Shirley's eyes. "So, without knowing anything, you've decided it's my fault, right?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end before her father spoke again, "I used to tutor Mark myself. Even back then, he was a good kid. I know him well. Just go easy on him."

Shirley hung up, marking the first time she ever hung up on an adult.

Back at her rented apartment, her head was throbbing with pain.

on the coffee table. After some thought, she sent it to

met in Maplewood during our club internship? He's run

and her reaching out was

crossed a line in

not exactly rolling in dough, yet you're dishing out $2,000 every six months. I worried you were trying to 'keep up appearances.' Yes, the kid's situation is sad, but the world's full of sad stories. Take

message, Shirley

saving up a tidy sum. Sponsoring a child was no issue for her, but in Mark's eyes, it seemed like she was just pretending to be more generous than

when she

child, the other club members had

all,

and Shirley's proposition might have seemed

for the kid, tall and thin,

phone for a long time, then, mustering some courage, requested a couple of days off

onto the highway,

My dad's grooming me to take over, and he's willing to pay you $10,000 a month. You won't have to do much, just show up. You want to be independent, and I support that. You don't have to be a

but pressed the

through the night, she arrived at the entrance to the mountain village

road leading up was newly paved but muddy from

drove her, but that letter gave her a sense of