Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1984

Chapter 1984

Shirley, clad in her cozy pajamas, entered Abner's room to set up his bed before heading downstairs to the convenience store to pick up some toiletries for him. "We can grab anything else you need tomorrow. Dinner's almost here; let's eat first," she suggested, having ordered a feast that now covered the dining table. Pulling out a chair, she gently pushed Abner down by his shoulders. "Make sure you eat up. It'd be a waste otherwise."

Back at his aunt's place, Abner had never had his fill, facing scorn even for grabbing a piece of meat. Having lived like that for years, now having enough to eat and a warm room seemed like a dream he was afraid to wake up from.

Shirley, seeing him eat heartily and behaving so compliantly, felt a surge of contentment. Her lips curled into a smile. "Try these meatballs, eat plenty of them. I've tried them at the diner myself; the owner makes them fresh. You need to get your protein."

Looking up briefly, Abner murmured a shy "Thank you, Shirley," before continuing his meal. Shirley felt a wave of emotion, exhaling softly.

Driving over, she'd questioned her decision repeatedly, wondering if it was too impulsive. After all, she was still a student. Was she ready to take on such a big responsibility? But seeing Abner now, she felt it was meant to be, as if they were destined to be siblings.

don't need to thank me. If I've brought you here, I'm responsible for you,"

but he insisted on doing it

don't need to worry about cooking. Once school starts on Monday, you'll have a hefty workload. You might have been a standout where you're from, but here, you'll need to work harder to keep up," Shirley advised, noting a spark of anticipation in

then?"

he replied, just

to answer the door, finding Mark standing there with a bouquet of flowers, which he offered somewhat awkwardly upon noticing Abner not far behind

this?" Mark's face darkened, having evidently forgotten Abner's appearance and mistaking him for someone of lesser

"Head back to your room, and get some good

voice rose in anger, "You're letting him stay at your place? Is this your 'little brother'? Shirley, what are you thinking?" "Keep your voice down. This is Abner, the kid from Maplewood I've been helping,"

living in your house? Where's your sense

expression darkened; she found Mark's insinuations repulsive. She saw Abner as a child in need,

in legal terms, ensuring he gets to school," she