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?"

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

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

thanks needed, and remember no

Feeling a mix of discomfort and uncertainty about whom to share it with-especially since senior year was so hectic for everyone-she sat opposite Mark, watching him laugh at his phone, feeling as though she was suffocating. She knew making a scene would only lead to her

of fatigue, she took a sip of water. "I'm going

I'll grab a bite for Jessie. My birthday is in a couple of weeks. I'll be throwing a small party and you

retreating figure, feeling as though they were drifting apart. Perhaps Mark hadn't noticed, but she was

flew by, and 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 home late every night, fully committed to his studies. Such a well-behaved kid, Shirley couldn't bear the thought of sending him away, increasingly determined to support him through

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 a surge of pride, as if witnessing a boy

more handsome, 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, Shirley couldn't help but smile. She was preparing to attend Mark's birthday dinner

place was bustling with people from their lab. Shirley didn't know most of them. As she opened the door

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