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.

coffee table. After some thought,

kid we met in Maplewood during our club

and her reaching out

argument. Mark had no intentions towards Jessica. If things ever crossed a line in the future, she could always break up then. There was no

you're too saintly. You're not exactly rolling in dough, yet you're dishing out $2,000 every

his message, Shirley

professor, saving up a tidy sum. Sponsoring a child was no issue for her, but in Mark's eyes, it seemed like she was just

when

sponsoring the child, the

all, none of

and Shirley's proposition might have seemed like moral

the kid, tall

at her phone for a long time, then, mustering some courage, requested a couple of

she merged onto the highway, Mark sent another

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 stay-at-home wife. So, let's

reply but pressed the

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

road leading up was newly paved but

her, but that letter