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?"

going to have a field day. It's the first time I've seen someone actually blow up a jar. Kind of goofy,

suddenly finding herself unable to eat. She pulled out her phone and saw a message from Abner, frowning

remember

since senior year was so hectic for everyone-she sat opposite Mark, watching him laugh at his phone, feeling as

water. "I'm going to head out. You go back to your

birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be throwing a small party and you should

his retreating figure, feeling as though they were

was diligent, coming home late every night, fully committed to his studies. Such a well-behaved kid, Shirley couldn't bear the thought of

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 felt

which led 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 vocabulary,

the place was bustling with people from their lab. Shirley

were