Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Mark answered decisively, "Sure, go ahead with your experiment."

Jessica skipped toward the lab but turned back for a lighthearted reminder, "Bro, don't get so caught up in your dates that you forget my meal." Mark couldn't help but laugh, "I won't."

Only after their exchange ended did Shirley glance at her watch. "Let's just eat at the campus café. That way, you can easily pick up something for her."

"Are you upset?"

"No, I've got stuff to do later anyway."

"Alright then."

The two headed to the campus café, and Shirley barely spoke throughout the meal. Noticing Mark was busy replying to messages and chuckling at his phone, she put down her fork and knife. "Who are you texting?"

up a glass jar in the lab. The mentor is going to have a field day. It's the first

eat. She pulled

remember no

about whom to share it with-especially since senior year was so hectic for everyone-she sat opposite Mark, watching him laugh at

a sense of fatigue, she took a sip of water. "I'm going to head out. You

a bite for Jessie. My birthday is in a couple of

though they were drifting apart. Perhaps

within those two weeks, Shirley was swamped with work. She had bought Abner lots of clothes, filling his closet to the brim. Abner was diligent, coming

would stay at school, actively seeking help from teachers whenever he encountered difficulties. His teachers praised him to Shirley over the phone, their voices filled with joy. Shirley

to a playful suggestion from James about starting a "school hunk" contest on the campus forum. Hearing this while staring at a page full of French

the party, she brought a scarf she had picked out herself. Mark's family had rented several private rooms at a fancy venue, and the place was bustling with people from their lab. Shirley didn't know most of them. As she opened the door to the room, she

they were